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Garden of Earthly Delights by t.m thomson

Updated: Oct 31, 2023

You are the green apple of my green eye

the chambers of the moon in my cratered heart

the orange tree bobbing its summer orange

over the head of my Ganesh host of goblins

swallower of sweets razer of obstacles

You are the stag on whose back I sit as we amble

over mushroom & fern & late riser daisies

the doe in my arms wren warbling in one ear

hummingbird summing up my existence

in the other crows swaddling me in a murmuration

You are the careful scissors sizing down my ego

the wild red-crowned parrot lending me his strident colors

& raucous voice in perpetuity the coca cola bottle

in the hand of my Madonna the carbonation whooshing

as she opens it the cherry-brown liquid syruping up

her fingers quenching her unutterable thirst as my Christ

moans on the cross & bleeds mallows & dahlias. You

are a splash of good news with a side of sun. You are feathered

& fronded staccato’d & patina’d poppied & fruited

& swallowed delicious


~inspired by Ernesto Muniz’s collage “Garden of Earthly Delights”


t.m. thomson’s work has been featured in several journals, most recently in Fauxmoir. Three of her poems have been nominated for Pushcart Awards. She has co-authored Frame and Mount the Sky (2017) and is the author of Strum and Lull (2019) and The Profusion (2019). Her full-length collection, Plunge, will be published in 2023.

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