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.

Failed Species?

For twenty million years or more

This planet fed the Dinosaur.

It makes you sit…

Befuddled

A slow befuddled winter fly

With 747 abandon

Has trundled from my window sill

And…

Parting Word

“If I do not go —
the Spirit will not come.”

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