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Marjorie Thomsen

The Wild Turkey – A Poem by Marjorie Thomsen

The Wild Turkey

The difference between desire and longing came to me
in early May walking my daughter to school after seeing
a play the night before about a man who invents the universe.

On our walk, a wild turkey is hanging out in tall purple
garlic flower stalks in the neighbor’s yard and we take pictures,
walk away reluctantly but fast, knowing wild things can get wilder.

When I ask my daughter’s friend Julia to guess what we saw
she answers, “a wild turkey,” and tells us she has seen two
named Richard and Doorknob; so I know desire is a flawless

awareness of pleasures in and out of reach that we go wild for
in a universe where my daughter, purple garlic flowers, Julia and
the wild turkey will die, and longing is my desire for the impossible.

 

This poem also appears in Pretty Things Please, a collection of poems by Marjorie Thomsen.

 

About the Poet:  Marjorie Thomsen is the author of “Pretty Things Please” (Turning Point, 2016). Her poems have been nominated for a Pushcart Prize twice and she has received writing awards from the University of Iowa School of Social Work, the New England Poetry Club, and Poetica Magazine. She’s an instructor at Boston University’s School of Social Work and lives in Cambridge, Massachusetts.

 

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Iceland: Notes Left Out of a Travel Journal – A Poem by Marjorie Thomsen

Iceland: Notes Left Out of a Travel Journal

And in this isolation I remember
the one who peeled my oranges,
split them sacred. Farewell into
my mouth when we were nineteen—
aiming for unbroken, for nothing
festooned, no rind, pith, sticky pits,
only one thousand fine segments.

The elderly man in this otherworld
of lava told me he brought his wife
a thousand miles hoping to heal her
with minerals from the warm, ashy water
the sun’s turned a pretty blue. I hope
I was grateful to that boy. Another midnight
of light. What’s to come between
this love poem and the next.

 

This poem also appears in Pretty Things Please, a collection of poems by Marjorie Thomsen.

About the Poet:  Marjorie Thomsen is the author of “Pretty Things Please” (Turning Point, 2016). Her poems have been nominated for a Pushcart Prize twice and she has received writing awards from the University of Iowa School of Social Work, the New England Poetry Club, and Poetica Magazine. She’s an instructor at Boston University’s School of Social Work and lives in Cambridge, Massachusetts.

 

Poetry Breakfast accepts submissions of poetry and poetry related creative non-fiction year-round.  See our Submission Guidelines page for details on submitting your work.

Start your morning with a nourishing poem.  Follow us on  Twitter, Facebook, and  Tumblr,  and enjoy a new poem every morning straight to your feed.

“Yume Wo Katare” (Tell your dream) – A Poem by Marjorie Thomsen

“Yume Wo Katare” (Tell your dream)

At this local noodle soup shop,
arriving at the bottom of your bowl,
you must stand and tell your dream
to everyone. The chef is godlike
with stock, with bringing water
to boil. He strikes fever to a line
of six metal pots. He ferries
scorching steam to a safe haven.
Some patrons have to tie their
hair back. Everyone lowers
their face to their own big bowl, to hot,
thick pork slices, swell of ramen,
heap of mung bean sprouts, aroma
of garlic and salt that all of us will take
to bed. Twirling long noodles
brings forth a tattoo on the underside
of a girl’s forearm: This is the year.
There’s collective blowing, chewing
and swallowing; we drink bone
broth together. Which dreams
do strangers tell each other?

 

About the Poet:
Marjorie Thomsen holds a master’s degree in social work from Catholic University in Washington, DC. Her poems have won awards from the New England Poetry Club and the University of Iowa School of Social Work. Pretty Things Please, her first collection of poetry, will be published in 2016 (WordTech Editions). Marjorie lives in Cambridge, Massachusetts.

Photo by Karolina Grabowska.

Poetry Breakfast accepts submissions of poetry and poetry related creative non-fiction year-round.  See our Submission Guidelines page for details on submitting your work.

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Reduced – A Poem by Marjorie Thomsen

Reduced

We still talk about the apricot
preserves confiscated at the airport
when we didn’t know
jelly was a liquid. We envision
a stranger spreading our shiny,
sunburst-orange affection
intended for another.

On a different trip,
returning from Honolulu,
I stand in security, wiser
and a little vain, adjusting
my new hair clip’s plastic flower
(same color as that damn jam).
I see a sign: “No Snow Globes”—
not that I purchased one on the island;
it’s just those ice skaters, their flawless
landscapes, the happy-go-lucky
immortal snowflakes,
already shrunk
to their most innocent.

 

About the Poet:
Marjorie Thomsen holds a master’s degree in social work from Catholic University in Washington, DC. Her poems have won awards from the New England Poetry Club and the University of Iowa School of Social Work. Pretty Things Please, her first collection of poetry, will be published in 2016 (WordTech Editions). Marjorie lives in Cambridge, Massachusetts.

 

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Poetry Breakfast accepts submissions of poetry and poetry related creative non-fiction year-round.  See our Submission Guidelines page for details on submitting your work.

Start your morning with a nourishing poem.  Follow us on  Twitter, Facebook, and  Tumblr,  and enjoy a new poem every morning straight to your feed.

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