Good Fortune, by Taunja Thomson

Good Fortune, by Rene Magritte (Belgium), 1938.

Good Fortune 

What good fortune
to have layered sky--
grey clouds stretched 
onto periwinkle canvas--
above our evening home.
Better fortune that the inside
is lit with tangerine edges
of setting sun.
And the luckiest of all--
the cosmos stitching stars
in the root cellar
stars whose light seeps up
through floor boards
like stems to vein 
quarter moons
into being
sharp lamps hanging
in every room.

Taunja Thomson

Taunja Thomson’s poetry has most recently appeared in Peacock Journal and Half-Baked.  Two of her poems have been nominated for Pushcart Awards: “Seahorse and Moon” in 2005 and “I Walked Out in January” in 2016.  She has co-authored a chapbook of ekphrastic poetry that is due out in May of 2017 and has a writer’s page at  HYPERLINK "https://www.facebook.com/TaunjaThomsonWriter" https://www.facebook.com/TaunjaThomsonWriter.  A worshiper of nature, her summers are filled with water gardening, and her winters are spent obsessively feeding the birds and other wildlife that appear in her one-acre slice of heaven, a field.