April 2, 2023
What’s that swimming in your hair,
beneath time, above moon?
Goldfish with calico tails, black moors
ending in pleated fans, tiger barbs
Perhaps autumn leaves—sweetgum’s shaggy
stars, Japanese maple’s lipstick red, beech’s amber.
Or maybe lantana, butterfly weed, Chinese
lantern flowers, marigolds, Blackberry lilies.
Clock hands click, pendulum thumps & throbs,
grey like a winter twilight marches through
tresses, & yet the sleeves of your robe
sit green, sated with finch song & cicada rattle.
What snakes through your hair,
over time, just under moon?
It leaves kookaburra chuckle, hyena warning
cackle, seagull guffaw, crow mirth
in its wake.
~inspired by Pam Hawkes’ “Autumn”
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by t.m. thomson
t.m. thomson is co-author of Frame & Mount the Sky (2017), a chapbook of ekphrastic poetry, as well the author as Strum and Lull (2019) and The Profusion (2019). She is a lover of animals, art, trees, surrealism, black and white movies, walking in autumn rains, feeding wild birds in winter, playing in spring mud, & bat-watching in summer. Her first full-length collection of poems, Plunge, comes out in 2023.