Twentieth-Century Adam and Eve

A POEM

By Gwendolyn C. Carr | November 1983

As aliens yearn

For the native land.

We still return

To the garden —

Taste ancient fruit,

Graft seasoned sins

Onto new generations.

The Will

I’ve heard of those on milk and honey fed

But when I set about to…

Befuddled

A slow befuddled winter fly

With 747 abandon

Has trundled from my window sill

And…

The Elements: Earth, Air, Fire, Water

What death hangs heavy on the brow of Earth,

What dust lines forehead, dulls the…