Manuela Cardiga - Guilty Pleasures and Culinary Treasures

SPRING WILL BE FAIR
AND MAD AS A MARCH HARE

My Oracle said
It is the best
And worse of times,
With the Moon rising
In the empty quarter
Of every heart;
The season of goodbyes,
When Constellations align
And spin in the skies
And in our minds.

She drew me
The card of Science,
Swords plunged
In the heart of a Rose;
Oh but then
Her fingers caressed
The Nine of Cups,
Joy and abundance
Flowing out,
And cried:

“The Happiness Card!
It is the Sun
In Splendour
Rising high
To herald
A new beginning
And bless
The Ides of March!”


Manuela Cardiga