Queen of Cups

Picture: Queen of Cups, Tarot of Bologna.

 

Queen of Cups

 

Oh that the cup were not lidded! I would drink from it

And pay the price of lust. Instead, she must be wooed,

Her sceptre wrested gently.

 

This is the illusion

I must receive: that I have taken it from her, that she

 

Would let it out of her grip.

 

But she is ideal,

 

And dreams may not be quaffed.

 

Poem by Giles Watson, 2005; revised 2009.

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