A Tarot Tale

Garfunkel, my bot on chatGPT (he makes art for me, and I'm punny, so . . .) created this compilation of some Cosmic Garden Tarot cards I've been doing brief studies of, each in a (I hope not too horrible) poem with the image of the card, maybe animated.

So how do I interpret Garfunkel's art? I see the hermit as the central figure with the wands in his past and the cups and pentacles in his future: he gazed out at the world, seeing wonder, joy, luxury, and suffering, love and fear, and then he charged forth in the world, like Monty Python, seeking the grail, or grails, as it were, charging forth in pursuit of plenty, ready to taste and feel everything this world has to offer.

Somewhere along his journey, he rose above these worldly things, and now spends his time in pursuit of the lady made of stardust, weighing the world and its contents against the money spent to justify it, holding a lantern to light the way before him, basking in the glow of his innocence and youth behind him.