Songs and Poems that remind you of particular cards...
Thread originally posted on the Aeclectic Tarot Forum on 06 Sep 2003, and now archived in the Forum Library.
| Dogtanian |
06 Sep 2003 |
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Hi all - I am still quite new here - so I hope this is the right place for this question and I hope it hasn't been asked before and I just can't find the thread...
Do songs and poems ever come in to your heads when you look at particular cards, and if so - which ones?
For example - the Johnny Cash song 'The Beast in Me' always pops into my head when I see the 'strength' card...
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| truthsayer |
06 Sep 2003 |
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great idea, dogtanian!
t.s. eliot's "the wasteland" comes to mind with the hanged man in particularly. now i feel l must find that quote. i have it somewhere...
the song "dark lady" by cher makes me think of tarot reading. "marie lavough" also reminds me of tarot reading.
"don't pay the ferryman til he gets you to the other side" reminds me of the 6 of swords.
this is fun! i'll try think of more.
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| Moongold |
06 Sep 2003 |
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You who never arived by Rilke reminds me of the High Priestess, and also of the yearning for the Sacred which is sometimes part of Tarot work.
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| Dogtanian |
06 Sep 2003 |
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Cool - I am glad some people like my idea - I must admit though it is a bit selfish - this is a way I learn things - I learnt German by listening to music (ok and living in the country) - but I find it even easier to learn and deepen my understanding of tarot by enriching the images with word and sounds.... so keep them coming. I'm going to have to find that Rilke poem....
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| Moongold |
06 Sep 2003 |
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Thank you Tabbycat :)
Do you like Rilke as well? I think his poetry verges on the mystical. It is so full of archetypal images ..... at least it seems that way to me.
T.S. Eliot is another poet with that quality as well. Also, Emily Dickinson (sp?, the American poet.
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| divinerguy |
06 Sep 2003 |
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"We Are The World" by Quincy Jones, Michael Jackson, et al. It aptly captures the feel good essence of the World card.
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| truthsayer |
06 Sep 2003 |
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"you are the sunshine of my life"--stevie wonder i think--reminds me of the sun card.
"moon river" or beethoven's "moonlight sanata"--both the moon, of course.
"twinkle, twinkle little star"--the star.
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| Dogtanian |
07 Sep 2003 |
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Hi thanks for the poem by Rilke - does anyone know where to get it in German? I have looked through the various poetry anthologies I have got here and can't find it...
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| Moongold |
07 Sep 2003 |
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Du im Voraus
verlorne Geliebte, Nimmergekommene,
nicht weiB ich, welche Tone dir lieb sind.
Nicht mehr versuch ich, dich, wenn das Kommende wogt,
zu erkennen. Alle die groBen
Bilder in mir, im Fernen erfahrene Landschaft,
Stadte und Turme und Brucken und un-
vermutete Wendung der Wege
und das Gewaltige jener von Gottern
einst durchwachsenen Lander:
steigt zur bedeutung in mire
diener, Entgehende,an.
Ach, die Garten bist du,
ach, ich sah sie mit solcher
Hoffnung. Ein offenes Fenster
im Landhaus - , und du tratest beinahe
mir nachdenklich heran. Gassen fand ich, -
du warst sie gerade gerangen,
und die Spiegel manchmal der Laden der Handler,
waren noch schwindlich von dir und gaben erschrocken
mein zu plotzliches Bild. – Wer weiB, oh derselbe
Vogel nicht hinklang durch uns
gestern, einzeln, im Abend?
Rainer Maria Rilke :)
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| Kiama |
07 Sep 2003 |
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I've immediately warmed to this thread since Dogtanian began in with one of my favourite singers of all time... The Man in Black, Mr Cash.
Whenever I hear his 'A Boy Named Sue', it reminds of the Tower card because of the meaning...
'To His Coy Mistress' by Andrew Marvel reminds me of some aspects of the Devil, but also some aspects of the 2 of Cups and 3 of Cups...
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| MeeWah |
07 Sep 2003 |
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Dogtanian: Welcome to Talking Tarot & thanks for posting this thread!
The Sun; All That Is, from this poem:
I Thank You God...
i thank You God for most this amazing
day: for leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any---lifted from the no
of all nothing---human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
~ e.e. cummings
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| MeeWah |
07 Sep 2003 |
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The Tower, from "Fire and Ice":
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
~ Robert Frost, American poet
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| MeeWah |
07 Sep 2003 |
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The Lovers; also The Chariot, from "The Road Not Taken":
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
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I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diiverged in a yellow wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
~ Robert Frost, American poet
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| MeeWah |
07 Sep 2003 |
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Death, from "Reluctance":
Out through the fields and the woods
And over the walls I have wended;
I have climbed the hills of view
And looked at the world, and descended;
I have come by the highway home,
And lo, it is ended.
...
Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?
~ Robert Frost, American poet
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| MeeWah |
07 Sep 2003 |
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The Magician, from "A Word Is Dead" (#89 in a series of poems titled "Life"):
A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.
I say it just
Begins to live
That day.
~Emily Dickinson, American poet
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| MeeWah |
07 Sep 2003 |
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The World, from "Auguries of Innocence":
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.
~ William Blake, British poet
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| MeeWah |
07 Sep 2003 |
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Wheel of Fortune, from "In This Short Life":
In this short Life
That only lasts an hour
How much--how little--is
Within our power.
~Emily Dickinson, American poet
Note: I think this is part of a longer piece such as those vignettes in a series of poems titled "Life", but I have not been able to determine if it actually is nor from where.
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| Dogtanian |
07 Sep 2003 |
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Thanks for the German version of the Rilke poem. I am going to need some time to slowly digest all the suggestions from Meewah. I have got another suggestion - how about 'Good Day Sunshine' from the Beatles for the Sun? This is a song that really brightens things up - just like the sun card:-)
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| truthsayer |
07 Sep 2003 |
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thank-you meewah for all those lovely poems. i'm familiar with most of them but thinking of them in terms of tarot puts an entirely different slant on them. i am taking a poetry class this semester. perhaps i can find some good ones in the assigned material.
what a wonderful thread!
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| MeeWah |
07 Sep 2003 |
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Dogtanian: Yes, I agree about "Good Day Sunshine".
"Here Comes the Sun", also by The Beatles is the one I usually think of.
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| Moongold |
07 Sep 2003 |
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From East Coker by T.S. Eliot
You say I am repeating
Something I have said before. I shall say it again.
Shall I say it again? In order to arrive there,
To arrive where you are, to get from where you are not,
You must go by way wherein there is no ecstasy.
In order to arrive at what you do not know
You must go by a way which is the way of ignorance.
In order to possess what you do not possess
You must go by the way of dispossession.
In order to arrive where you are not
You must go through the way in which you are not.
And what you do not know is the only thing you know
And what you own is what you do not own
And where you are is where you are not.
I think this excerpt is a beautiful way of describing the Fool’s journey, or our journey
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| MeeWah |
07 Sep 2003 |
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Truthsayer: 'Tis my pleasure.
Tend to see Tarot in everything. & to think in Tarot cards, natch. Most of the associations occur during readings or the odd moment. There are more such associations but I dinna want to hi-jack Dogtanian's thread more than I had :D
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| MeeWah |
07 Sep 2003 |
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Moongold: I do not recall seeing that T.S. Eliot poem, but that is perfect as a description of The Fool's or the soul's journey!
It almost sounds like something Umbrae would say :)
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| Moongold |
07 Sep 2003 |
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Yes, Emily Dickinson is one of America's most wonderful poets.
She's is of great interest to astrologers as well, her life being a classic example of one lived in the influence of Saturn. Or so folks say:)
Maybe she would not have seen it that way. Her simplicity is stunning.
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| tabbycat |
08 Sep 2003 |
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Yes, I like Rilke. I discovered him by accident, in a cheap anthology of poems and stories about ghosts, of all places! I don't know enough German to read his poems in their native tongue and I do find that some of the modern translations are a bit bleak and too direct. Translating poetry is a special skill, I think, and needs to be done by someone sensitive to the magic in the words.
I also like Yeats and Walter de la Mare, who both wrote mystical poetry. This one, the Little Salamander, by de la Mare always reminds me of the Princess of Wands -
When I go free
I think ‘twill be
A night of stars and snow,
And the wild fires of frost shall light
My footsteps as I go;
Nobody - nobody will be there
With groping touch, or sight,
To see me in my bush of hair
Dance burning through the night.
Jilly
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| Astra |
08 Sep 2003 |
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For the Fool -
Look, look, look to the rainbow,
Follow it over the hill and the stream -
Look, look, look to the rainbow,
Follow the fellow that follows a dream
From Finnian's Rainbow
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The Songs and Poems that remind you of particular cards... thread was originally posted on 06 Sep 2003 in the Talking Tarot board, and is now archived in the Forum Library. Read the active threads in Talking Tarot, or read more archived threads.
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