Eve
I miss you
You know
In deeper times
When only visions carry me
From one side
Of concern
In an
Hour to
The other
When age is less an issue
More
Of distance
Not
To mention possibility
We got along
Had
Dinner
Watched a movie
Talke with each other
Easily
And these might have been enough
For understanding showing
There was
Something held
Here
Even a diamond-kind of promise
Precious
Lasting
Maybe a depth
Like nothing in the Earth
Mined
Or unmined
But what hearts
Must expose
With words that could
Have
Followed
If
Simply
Sadly
Not this time
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women’s Bible study
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I should mention the women
Eve
Rebecca
Rachel
Sarah
Miriam
Jezebel
Ruth
Esther
Judith
(whom for strength
perhaps
the Protestants
excoriate)
Susanna
Mary
Elizabeth
the woman at table
the woman at the well
(without a name)
the woman in adultery
(without the man)
Mary
Martha
Mary
Mary
Sapporah
Priscilla
the women in
the final revelation
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they shouldn’t have to be a block
a ledger of names
and credits after
though we treat the men the same
and maybe God
matters of categories
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and are these women metaphors
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in addition to blood-and-muscled lives
one by one
to save the rest
and
sacred
and secular
bring salvation
into light
and also night
all the hours
all the real stories
toward eternity
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Eve X
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I cannot help
But love the evening
Maybe you feel the same
And in the quiet night
A miracle
And it can’t have been quiet
With the mother
And the father
And the animals
And the outside
Night noises
And yet the heart is quiet
Generally
When
There is the birth
To contemplate
In the dark
And after
Maybe
An extraordinary light
That might be candlelight
Or dawn
Or an inside
Sunrise
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And it could happen
In an hour of
Any Christmas Eve
With apologies to mothers
And to fathers
And to animals
The wilderness
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But we might need
Silent consideration
Of it all
And then to have a new day
In more silence
Or the noise
Of a wonderful
However illuminated
Day
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Darkness
And light
Darknesses
And lights
We might need both
To understand
How a birth leads
To eternal life
Because it may
It does
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Believer holding candle at evening church ceremony in Paris.
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Genesism
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We were thrown out:
Don’t blame Eve,
I don’t;
The serpent could have
Just as easily
Caught Adam first
And both fall
After choosing to take bites
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And if you believe
The woman had such power,
Go ahead—I
Wouldn’t stop you
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Did they see the angel,
Looking back?
The orange or the yellow
Of a blade on fire?
Feel the heat?
Did they know for sure
They must go another way,
Not to return
For ages?
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Well, they were given
Clothing,
They were given curses
Also callings,
They knew what they’d have to do
To live;
And so with their descendants,
So with us,
The myth goes on
For hunters and for music;
We build a tower
To do better than the curses
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The tower falls;
We cannot speak to each other,
Anymore
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So we build in separation;
Cities rise
And as must follow
Empire:
Strong people rule somehow
And we let their children rule
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Was it worship
Or respect
Or indifference?
We had our farms to tend;
Soon there would be machines
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We raised walls
To keep ourselves upon the plains,
Set outposts in the mountains,
Surrounded waterways,
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And with food
And bright blades
Secured the promises
Of generations
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Nation went to war
Against nations;
Many gods were worshipped,
Some directed
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We have stone
And paper manuscripts
And ruins upon ruins
That are testimonies
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And are we rising?
We hope so;
There are awful, lateral movements
And descensions—call
Them massacres,
Call slavery,
Call rule by one
With only one served,
One living well
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Democracy is rising;
Call it something else;
We keep at it
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How about
Soon we grow
Without anything but growth?
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After-Eden flaws remain;
Maybe we’ll understand at last
Divinities approving
Of mortality,
Mortal accountancy
In meeting needs,
Accountability,
Repentance,
And renewal
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Rockets go toward the moon,
Soon with people
Who will stay awhile
While we aim for Mars,
Send rockets to the rest;
We hope the Voyagers
Will find friends
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We’re not perfect,
We’re not even better
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If we keep our flaws,
And we own mortality
Then we’ll do all right
For legacy:
The joy in now
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