visit - we sit - there is something balanced about this word for me. like it just poured us tea and we are looking at three people through a window. One person in the middle is adorned by two on each side of him wanting his attention. Above his head an angel blindfolded points an arrow at the peak of his head. He is not aware. There is an interplay of hands but all we can focus on is the hand on his chest… drawing the string of heart.
Yes, cracking the words open is a way to pass time for me. Words don’t want to sit still when we look at them. The description was prompted by the VI- the sixth Triumph in the Tarot de Marseilles of Jean Dodal. In VIsit i saw the Lover engram hiding but instead of saying so described what I saw. Which is all any of us can really do.
I like this poem, something happening to surprise in every line.
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visit - we sit - there is something balanced about this word for me. like it just poured us tea and we are looking at three people through a window. One person in the middle is adorned by two on each side of him wanting his attention. Above his head an angel blindfolded points an arrow at the peak of his head. He is not aware. There is an interplay of hands but all we can focus on is the hand on his chest… drawing the string of heart.
Love how you transformed the word.
Yes, cracking the words open is a way to pass time for me. Words don’t want to sit still when we look at them. The description was prompted by the VI- the sixth Triumph in the Tarot de Marseilles of Jean Dodal. In VIsit i saw the Lover engram hiding but instead of saying so described what I saw. Which is all any of us can really do.