Divination And I lay sleeping, weaving a dead dream, a late nightmare where we played tarot cards stacked in two piles on headstones that gleam. In the cemetery where we played bards, by the waning light of the sun, singing, chanting spells, drawing cards that spoke of woe. Their words echoed across the graves, ringing softly, raising souls and bones row by row. Words uttered by plastic voices that rose and fell with the guttering candle flames, that let cards foretell our late repose when our children will invoke our sweet names, by our graves, drawing tarot cards whose … Continue reading Divination – A Sonnet for Your Thoughts