Eve

She dreamt of planets and stars
Of galaxies spinning through space
Of Eden exposed in lunar light
Of remembered blame and shame
The serpents skin lay gleaming
She shuddered at its sheen
Wrapped herself in clothes of leaves
To hide her loss of innocence
And Adam where was he?
Was he hiding with the timeless angels three?
Or where the cuckoo pint and ragged robin grow?
Or by the brook where hares perform their pantomime?
In the furtive twilight would he know?
A ripe red apple played a part
In her mouth its juices loosened
The serpents words that pained her heart
She asked for a gift to illustrate
All the remembered things she could
All the truths inside her head
Searching with an idle hope
She dreamed of birds instead

Eos

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