Chance: Six More From a Tarot

This entry is part 9 of 13 in the series Chance: A Poetic Tarot

49

Pebble by pebble
it becomes
possible to widen
the river’s eddy.

50

On its banks
tall grasses hide
such monuments
of sound.

51

Listen in
the deep of night:
what softens
the cheek of silence?

52

Do not say
farewell— this
bridge is not
for burning.

53

I miss most
the flavor
of mornings
at ease.

54

First the dough
must rise; you punch
it down so doubled,
it can rise again.

 

In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.

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