NaPoWriMo 2020 Day 6


Well. Ahem. It is the fault of this prompt that I just spent the better part of an hour looking at Hieronymus Bosch’s painting The Garden of Earthly Delights. My mind is so discombobulated by what I have seen that I’m not sure I’m even capable of selecting one of the people/animals/beings in the painting, imagining what their experience must be like and then writing an entire poem from that being’s point of view. I mean, the person with flowers sprouting out of their butt, or the owl getting embraced by a tiny man, or the unidentifiable yet strangely cute creature to the left of the giraffe would all be great, but my mind is saying, “Um, nope.” So I guess I’ll just have to write a poem about the contents of my mind after viewing that painting.

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The Contents of My Mind After Viewing Hieronymous Bosch’s The Garden of Earthly Delights

I think Bosh experimented with psychedelics
Or he was a lunatic or a visionary
or maybe all of that.
I mean, before CGI and virtual reality
this dude created mind-blowing scenes
with oil paint.
What did I just look at?
Did he get his inspiration from nightmares?
What was all of that…stuff…I just saw?
And now I can’t un-see it.
I mean, I don’t necessarily want to un-see all of it,
but there are some disturbing images in that painting.
What was it like to grow up as Hieronymous Bosch?

2 responses »

  1. After reading your post I had to look up the painting and wow, I agree, it is not something one can easily absorb with all of its fantastical details!!

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