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Poems by Hannah Ogle

The Wanderer

Hannah Ogle

Published on
page 38 of Tarot #5
(Dec 2022)

Peace is hard-earnt, never fully formed in the mind
But your search is ongoing, pride in yourself, not just the sky
You’re the northern-most point to a community pillar;
For the very absence of perfumed cloth, holier than all of his kind

The net you cast returns more than you think to steal
Wild seas judge you worthy, for in turn for others, you only feel
No complacency can build when you move through the night
And when hunger is experienced, only then does it become real

Lessons are preached, not learned; and it resonates not at all like this
There’s bravery to sacrificing what you both covet and miss
I think of you sometimes, when the stars speak their hymns
What they pretend at in public, in the heart, I think, in truth—it is his