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.

And Are We Still to Know?

And are we still to know that thou art God?

The…

The Chic and the Dead

Rocks that block the mouths of tombs

Give sermons of great gravity

On the benefits…

Prayer after Communion

Body, flesh and blood, feeling.

I have been here before, kneeling

in the snow, in…