OCTOBER 31, 2018: this poem found its place in Peach Velvet magazine’s Fall 18 issue, a special Hallozine — The Poet’s Tarot. You can read it, and buy a copy of the magazine, at this link.
APRIL 27, 2018: Today’s prompt from napowrimo.net: “Following Lauren Hunter’s practice of relying on tarot cards to generate ideas for poems, we challenge you to pick a card (any card) from this online guide to the tarot, and then to write a poem inspired either by the card or by the images or ideas that are associated with it.”
I actually chose a card from the so-called Mantegna tarot cards, a set of 15th-century engravings for tarot cards attributed to Andrea Mantegna until the 19th century: The Sun, Card no. 44 from the E-series, which is the property of Florence’s Uffizi Gallery, Gabinetto disegni e stampe (I found this public domain picture on Wikimedia Commons.)
First of all, tarot cards make me think of Madame Sosostris, the clairvoyante in T.S. Eliot’s The Waste Land.
But the original Italian word tarocco (tuh-ROCK-kaw) is what I chose to play with, as it has more meanings: a tarot card; some cheap – usually illegal – imitation of, say, some product designed by a fashion designer; or a certain variety of Sicilian red oranges.