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 Hill Country

Take for instance Mary; she

shocked by some divine insistence.

Yet the experience of God,

…

Thaws

Around our March balcony tonight
Fog closes its slight hand — illusive blue —

Bones of Contention

(Militia est vita hominis super terram. — Job)

Why in me, Sir, do you…