Thinking Of Eden, April Fool's Day
Waiting inside an ubiquitous Star-
bucks on 6th Avenue,
where a jazz riff attempts to
mask the rumble of
the subway under this seat,
and the rumble in my heart,
I wonder how your eyes,
which are the greenish blue hue of water found at the mouth of certain river deltas, will look at me when they emerge from the underworld into this briny New York light,
Changed to my current vision by all that time I have spent wandering through those wintry cities, reminding myself of the lost Eden, and how Woman was Man's sister first, before her mouth, tasting of red apples, was kissed.
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Passerby
Fleeing Question
As I've browsed through your poetry, I noticed an intensity that I do not usually see elsewhere in modern poets. Where do you think this intensity of feeling comes from, and what were you thinking of when you wrote this particular poem? I have always associated Eden and Eve with the serpent, not a poisonous kiss.
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Passerby, thank you
for commenting. I was thinking of many things when I wrote these lines, including certain poems from Milsoz's "Second Space" as well as certain events in my own life, for as it is said all art, great or lowly, has to come from life.
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