“The poet is the priest of the invisible”
~ Wallace Stevens
I haven’t touched my Tarot cards in a decade
shake, shake them out of the pouch
worn-soft fuzzed edges, coat-worn pliable
shuffle, shuffle, riff, riff, cut—
to the Hierophant
a Major Arcana heavyweight
whose power is as invisible
Cobwebs, dust balls, hairs, nail
clippings, skin cells, cookie crumbs
I see in the dark, shining.
You will find them useful.
Karla Linn Merrifield