Ghairo Daniels Poet Dramatic Verse

Fried Green Tomatoes : An Angelic Perspective

A Rainer Maria Rilke inspired Poem
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“Angelic Visitations are real. They come when least expected ~ with cold waves or warm, supportive, objective, detached.” Poet
  
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        She is watering the garden,
tomatoes growing with worms 
         green breasts on creepers …
                fat, slick, acrid 
we are reminded of their movie,
“Fried Green Tomatoes” in desert 
                                  solitude 
turning slurpy
   when roasted in hot oil ___
we vibrate wings flapping 
    cannot consume human foils
       tomatoes and worms vacant we watch
            G L O Wing  in her garden

“Fried Green Tomatoes” we observe 
                            smoke churning burning 
 
                                    uninvolved our voices    

 We summoned intense heatwaves terrifying
       HE said exertion sweats their toxin 
   dripping avarice melted, oedipal roaming
                                  obesity rolls eyeballs 
unlimited are we in our R A D I A N C E
         obedience a singular thread 
                     outstretched, no bones
no heads, only vastness for tasks in 
human landscapes 
                                                fast
 
     whispering we deliver messages 

vestiges, birthings, passings are
not our calling
                       holding our design 

         winter or summer temperatures touch 
our non-duality not : their tomato cinematics 
         we account the debit or credit
                          wings wide radiant
                          as HE created

we nudge, if humans budge
or haste the paste it is not our doing
         decision making or right from strife 
                           not our territory 
with cherubs from another domain 
             
       the whispering wind of our feathers (...)
            across Earth we trample-fly

efforts recording, reveal, recite
such is our duty___ on levels we work

        piercing our flaming thorns 
            feetless our limbs 
               we skin all ambiguity 

Angelic Power our shafting rafting
                      reflection outside our coding
we prostrate only to HIS command 
                                  our fragile chill 

“Fried Green Tomatoes” we silently 
                                               watch
                                                 tabulate ______


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Paige Hind March 18, 2026 at 9:39 PM Very interesting, Ghairo.... what a wow, <3 I love how you mixed it with the movie, which I never saw, but got the picture thru your writing this. Wonderful!! xx Ghairo Daniels March 19, 2026 at 12:16 AM I watched movie a long time. I don’t even remember the plot, but images of desert & survival remains & I do fry green tomatoes. Rainer wanted to point out how terrifying angels are, though he mixes terrifying with beauty. I like that as this teaches us non-duality. Xx