By John Collier - Own work, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=207924 |
Can you handle one more? Here is another of Marie's early poems. Unlike the last two (here and here) it doesn't really advance the story any. But I like the image; and the more I think about it, the more I like it. Doubtless this just means I'm a lecherous old coot, but—what the hell? I'll take it.
Lilith
Actually, it was I
who ate the fruit;
Eve’s sin
was in watching
and wanting to.
And it’s true
I steal children
But only girls;
And I don’t eat them
in the sense
that is supposed.
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