i’m back! ready to start publishing for the lovely month of april, the national poetry month. here’s my poem for day 1. Taking the challenge of writing an Ekphrastic poem, i have chosen the tarot card XII The Hanged Man as inspiration.
this is from the Golden Botticelli Tarot.
(xii the hanged man)
like hamlet: unable to make a decision. real tree or
mossy oak? he eats oatmeal for his health & for no
other reason. standing by the table. he announces:
children are but evil possums. to be or not to be.
that is not the questions. the question is where did i
put my bag. oh … but to see the quality of life & the
nobility of spirit. it is true: i do not want to
reproduce. my seed is tainted. my need does not
deserve naming. & yet i hang like odin: unable to
die & unable to love. someday i will know the answer.