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NaPoWriMo, Day 3

NaPoWriMo 2016glopo2016button1I popped over to the NaPoWriMo site and found 1) they have made their official logo available for participants to use on their own blogs; and 2) someone came up with the brilliant idea of calling it Global Poetry Writing Month (GloPoWriMo), as people from all over the world are taking part, thanks to the marvels of the internet. I’m going to stick with my own cheesy NaPoWriMo banner because I think the tackiness suits me, but I’ll also display the official GloPoWriMo to welcome and celebrate all the international folks who stop by.

Today’s poetry prompt was the King of Pentacles from Juliet Sharman-Burke’s Beginner’s Guide to Tarot. I couldn’t find an image on the web, so I’ll be interested to know how the poem stands on its own. (Corn is used in the British sense that refers to cereal grain rather than the American sense that refers to maize.)

Harvest time

in my garden, I am king
the fruit-laden vines bow to me
the yellowing leaves dance before me
the corn bends its heavy head to me

in my garden, I am king
the rocks my throne
the five senses my body servants
and the rolling world my carriage

 

NaPoWriMo, Day 2

My prompt for this poem was the Ten of Pentacles from Dana Driscoll’s Tarot of Trees. (Click here to see the card.) I tried to make this poem into a tanka but just wasn’t happy with the result. The syllables kept sliding into a different pattern, which I gradually realized was a variation on the traditional pattern (5-7-5-7-7). So here I give you a type of inverse tanka (7-5-7-5-5).

tenacious conifers grip
thin soil with woody
toes, their snow-bent, needled boughs
an elegant fringe
to the mountain’s cap

NaPoWriMo 2016

Prompted poetry: Dear Diary

I tinkered off and on with this prompt through the better part of a day until I thought to follow my own advice. I drew a couple of cards from two of my favorite decks, and the images immediately gave me an idea.

Dear Diary,

Last night I dreamed again I stood among tall firs, perfectly shaped, their branches weighted with snow. The trees covered a steep mountain slope, and through them I glimpsed other slopes and valleys, all blanketed with evergreen and white. My breath hung crisp in the air.

Beneath the heavy thatch of snow, needles living and dead absorbed all sound. I was enchanted; it was so beautiful and still. But a chill began to seep through my clothes, my skin: the silence was too complete. I was utterly alone in an indifferent wilderness.

My pulse throbbed in my ears, and then I noticed another noise, dim and muffled. It was the softest sobbing I have ever known, a weeping beyond all hope of being heard. I woke to find it was me.

Wizards 9 swords

(from Wizard’s Tarot, by Corrine Kenner, illustrated by John J. Blumen; Llewellyn 2011)

Trees 10 pentacles

(from The Tarot of Trees, by Dana Driscoll, 2009)

Prompted poetry: who are you?

When I saw this prompt, I was reminded of a blog post I saw last week at Tarot by Tina. Each week, Tina, herself a writer, draws a card to interpret from a writer’s perspective.

queen2bof2bswords

The Queen of Swords

proclaims your creature
self to be mind as well as brain: remember
that squiggly organ is more than
the body’s maestro, and thought
greater than the sum of firing neurons

she decrees that your intellect serves
your whole person, a loyal retainer
vital as her own chief counselor
and as powerful, because you are
who you think you are

so who do you think you are?

Workshop poetry: Tarot de Paris

Wednesday night I facilitated a writing workshop at the library, “Creative Writing with Tarot.” Sixteen of us sat down with pen and paper and let ourselves get creative, with tarot cards for inspiration.

During one of the three-card spread exercises, I came up with a short poem for each of the cards I drew from the Tarot de Paris.

paris veilThe Veil

naked she stands above the moon
draped with light and her own
fragrant hair

paris sun

 

 

 

 

The Sun

the king is a fool who thinks
he is a god
the king is dead
long live the king

paris stallion of airStallion of Air

the moon’s horse cleaves
the night with chalken
hooves, its crystal breath
an icy cloud

 

 

 

(All images from the Tarot de Paris by J. Philip Thomas.)

Happy Halloween!

As an October baby, I love Halloween. It’s my favorite holiday, in fact. I have enough Halloween decorations to adorn two houses, and enough Halloween clothing to wear for the entire month of October.

This year has been strange, though, in that I don’t even have a pumpkin to carve, and I haven’t worn a stitch of holiday-themed clothing until today. I can’t attribute this lack of preparation and celebration to any one cause; rather, it seems to be the cumulative result of a number of small circumstances that have been piling up all fall.

Today is THE day, however, the high festival of The Great Pumpkin himself. I am wearing orange socks adorned with black spiders and white webs, a candy corn-covered turtleneck, and an orange t-shirt with a jack-o-lantern face. I have a huge stash of candy for this evening’s visitors, and I baked pumpkin bread. Some of my daughter’s friends will gather here after school to eat Monster Burgers and Butterscotch Brooms before trick-or-treating; my son plans to canvas the neighborhood as a some form of dead Roman. I think I’ll mull some cider (maybe add a little bourbon?) to take off the chill as I answer the door.

Because Halloween is descended from Samhain, an old new year’s festival, I thought it would be fun to do a new year’s reading with my favorite cards, the Halloween Tarot. I even invented my own spread (with inspiration from Christine Jette’s Tarot for All Seasons and Monica’s Tarot in a Teacup).

Seeds for a Fruitful New Year (card layout)

Apples are a fall fruit, despite the fact that the global market means we can get them year-round. They belong to the botanical family Rosaceae, which is characterized by flowers with radial symmetry and five parts: sepals, petals, and in the case of apples, ovaries. If you slice an apple in half across the middle, you will see that the ovaries form a five-pointed star around the core, and each ovary contains a seed.  I used this as the basis of my layout, which I call my Apple Spread for the New Year.

The first card is the core, that which is at the center. I drew the Hanged Man, which the Halloween Tarot pictures as the Scarecrow, that  brave and brilliant thinker from Oz. The two birds also allude to Odin (who was accompanied by two ravens) hanging on the World Tree to gain the wisdom of the runes. This card is about wisdom — not knowledge — won through patience. Being upside-down gives one a different perspective, so this card also speaks of the wisdom to be gained by shifting one’s point of view.

The second card is the seed of what needs to be accepted. I drew the Five of Bats, which depicts a bully stealing and hoarding that which belongs to others. I take this to suggest that greed and avarice will continue to predominate a lot of behavior over the next twelve months. If we recognize that these base motives are behind many of the world’s ills, we may be better prepared to combat them.

The third card is the seed of what needs to be released. I drew the Six of Bats, which is about moving on. This card always seems a little sad to me; the people in the boat look forlorn, but that might well be a projection of my own reluctance to let things go. We don’t see any faces in this picture — perhaps the passengers are smiling, looking ahead to what lies before them. The buildings on the shore are brightly lit and inviting, and the woman holds a carved jack-o-lantern on her lap — they could be on their way to a Halloween party! Maybe the thing we need to let go of is our fear and pessimism.

The fourth card is the seed of what needs to be kept. I drew the Queen of Ghosts, whose throne sits on land though she is a mermaid. She represents the capacity to feel deeply and to nurture emotional connection with others. Those seem like good things indeed to hold onto.

The fifth card is the seed of what needs to be focused on. I drew the Four of Ghosts, reversed. Some people don’t bother with reversals, but I like the additional challenge they bring to a reading. This card is about apathy, particularly the kind that arises from self-imposed isolation. The youth in the picture is literally surrounded by friendly spirits, but seems closed off to them and their ministrations. I read this reversal to suggest that we focus on turning this trend on it’s head — be more attuned to those who are reaching out to us, and be the one who reaches out to break the isolation of others.

The sixth card is the seed of what needs to be learned. I drew the Queen of Bats, who holds the sword of discernment in one hand and welcomes a bat, image of thought guided by listening, with the other. In the next year, let us learn how to listen with care and intelligence, and learn how to welcome and nurture the role such listening plays in discernment and sound judgement.

Enjoy your Halloween celebrations, whatever form they take, and husband the seeds that have been planted in your life so that they bear good fruit!

(All card images from The Halloween Tarot by Kipling West.)

5 Nov 12 update: I’ve decided to rename this spread Seeds for a Fruitful New Year.

Hiero what?

One of my favorite cards from the Halloween Tarot is the Hierophant, which features my old friend the Mummy. I find this especially delightful because the traditional imagery for this card doesn’t do much for me: some overdressed priestly person (often a pope) seated stiffly on a throne, with servants or followers fawning at his feet. Yawn.

From the Halloween Tarot by Kipling West

In the Halloween Tarot, the Mummy sits on a throne, but he’s unadorned, simply wrapped in his bandages. He is seated comfortably, elbows resting on the arms of the throne, and the way his toes turn in makes him look even a little shy. The green cats at his feet seem more interested in playing with his trailing bandages than in fawning, and the black cat perched on his shoulders appears poised to leap down and join the fun.

Things are about to get interesting, and the jackal heads that top the oversized canopic jars flanking the throne seem to know it, as does the grinning jack-o-lantern impaled on the papal cross. But the Mummy isn’t concerned with any of that — his gaze is f0cused on us.

There’s a certain irony in choosing the Mummy to illustrate this card. By definition, a hierophant is one who interprets and explains sacred mysteries. While the Mummy is no doubt privy to all kinds of arcane knowledge, his tongue was cut out before he was mummified; in his current form, he is unable to speak. How, then, is he to share his hard-won personal knowledge about the mysteries of life and death?

Perhaps that is the point: some things must be experienced, cannot truly be taught, and should not be interpreted for us by another. The Mummy as Hierophant reminds us to be careful of granting authority to others, especially when it comes to the great mysteries. He also serves as a warning that knowledge misused may produce terrible consequences.

And thus the question may be answered: the Mummy can teach us through the example of his own story, simply by sitting there and looking us straight in the eye.

Judgment

I spent the morning accompanying a friend who was a petitioner in family court, where the judge made a ruling that will hopefully smooth things out a little for my friend, her children, and their father. Sitting in court got me thinking about judgment, which happens to be the name of one of the cards in the major arcana (“great mysteries”) of the tarot.

The Judgment card from one of my newer decks came to mind almost instantly. The Housewives Tarot is packaged in a recipe box and uses marvelously retro images from 1950s and 1960s advertising. It’s just the right amount of fun and irreverence, depicting traditional archetypes in unexpected and thought-provoking ways.

The Judgement card from the Housewives Tarot is a little shocking to look at. It suggests some of the ugly cultural stereotypes we often experience or employ in judging ourselves and others. But the text that goes with this card reminds us that judgment requires assessment of the good as well as the bad:

The time has come to weigh the facts–and yourself! Judgement is about abandoning bad habits and accepting yourself for who you really are. Don’t be modest; take credit for all your good deeds and valuable traits. Shed the negative thoughts that weigh you down with their high-calorie burdens. True happiness is more about eliminating low self-esteem than losing those pesky five pounds.

The bottom line is that judgment — discernment — asks us to look at the truth in its entirety, to the extent that we are able. Too often we are harshly critical of ourselves in ways that disregard the beauty and strengths we likewise possess. This card is a handy little reminder that we are more than meat, that our whole is greater than the sum of our parts.

(Text and image from The Housewives Tarot by Paul Kepple and Jude Buffum, Headcase Design, 2004.)

Kings around

One of my favorite tarot decks is the Full Moon Dreams Tarot by Lunaea Weatherstone. The images are collages that Lunaea created, and what I love most are the contemporary figures she chose to include.

Take the four kings in the deck, for instance.

Joseph Campbell is the King of Air, the suit that represents thought, reason, and intellect. But Joseph Campbell was not just a scholar; he was a man who thought deeply about how we think about ourselves and see ourselves. He was a man whose intellect was used in service to humanity. He was an excellent listener and a fascinating person to listen to. He was inquisitive and insightful, and his mind was open to a wide range of possibilities.

I’m not sure if the King of Fire (the suit of intuition, energy, creativity, and passion) is Mel Gibson as William Wallace in Braveheart or William Wallace as portrayed by Mel Gibson in Braveheart. Both are known as men of passion, fiercely dedicated to their chosen work. Each is renowned for fearlessly pursuing his vision and bringing enormous energy and creativity to bear in that pursuit.

The King of Water (the suit of feeling, sensitivity, empathy, and compassion) is the Dalai Lama. Although he is a deeply caring person, he is also a self-contained and disciplined person. Emotion does not rule him or seem to run amok with him; his heart is balanced. He does not indulge in cheap and easy sentimentality, choosing instead a more difficult path of compassionate service to others and the world.

The King of Earth (suit of all things physical, sensual, and structural) is Henry J. Wilcox of Howard’s End, as portrayed by Sir Anthony Hopkins. Sir Anthony often plays characters who find their identity in place or station, as servants, land owners, patriarchs, etc. Henry Wilcox represents a material and physical existence that arises from and is deeply rooted in connection: to property, work, family, and society.

Finding these familiar, and in some sense beloved, faces on the cards makes them more intimate and immediate because they are more than archetypes: they are real people, with whom I associate memories and events in my own life. Working with them is like running into old friends — I’m delighted and often surprised, I thoroughly enjoy the ensuing conversation, and I always come away with the feeling that I have met something of myself in them.

(All images from the Full Moon Dreams Tarot by Lunaea Weatherstone, 2005.)

Thinking about tarot

I haven’t always liked tarot. For a time, I viewed it as a terrifying incarnation of evil. My understanding of many things changed as I aged, and I eventually reached a point where I stopped avoiding tarot with superstitious fervor. I was no longer philosophically opposed to it, but I wasn’t much interested in it either.

From the Halloween Tarot by Kipling West

I’ve long been a fan of classic monster movies, so when I came across Kipling West’s Halloween Tarot, with its cartoon clarity, bright colors, and iconic monsters, I was smitten. Anything that so lovingly featured my old friends Frankenstein, the Wolfman, Dracula, the Bride, and the Mummy was worth a second look. The images are populated with costumed trick-or-treaters, jack-o-lanterns, friendly ghosts, and black cats. I couldn’t resist! The Halloween Tarot became my first deck and remains one of my favorites.

Now that I realized tarot didn’t have to be mystical or sinister or take itself so seriously, I was intrigued. I found all sorts of fun and fanciful decks, from baseball to Harry Potter to Alice in Wonderland. I found decks whose images could be hanging in a museum and decks whose art could be featured on Saturday morning cartoons. Who knew there was so much beauty and variety in a bunch of cards?

I have come to enjoy tarot like I do art, film, literature, music, dreams. I appreciate the layers of meaning such things have, the way they reflect life back to me, the way my soul sometimes resonates with them. I don’t believe tarot has mystical powers, but I know it sometimes makes me smile or gives me pause. And that, to me, is reason enough to like it.