From the rib

This too is a kind of eden.

There is bewilderment
and temptation,
sin and sine qua non,
there is exponential loss.

From the rib of the first eden,
countless edens were spawned,
deliberate, inadvertent,
the devil running crimson
through their veins.

I too had a god, before.
Before snakes.
Before fruit.
After light.
Until the emptiness
became imperfect.
Until the imperfection
turned into cause.
Until the cause
demanded a rib.
Until the rib
sacrificed a god.

This too is a kind of eden.
After snakes.
After fruit.
After dark.
Until a god
reclaims the emptiness.
Until the emptiness
becomes imperfect.

This too.

For the midweek prompt at Poets United: ‘Garden’

 

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42 thoughts on “From the rib

  1. Imperfection turning into a cause is a chilling concept, considering imperfection is a fairly natural state. But then again, isn’t that how so many causes start, because of perceived imperfection that some folks simply can’t deal with anymore?

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    1. Yes I agree with that- the imperfection may be perceived or the design itself may have been flawed. Whatever it was- this is now all that’s left of that original garden. Thanks, Rommy.

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  2. I love the looping, lyrical effect! “the devil running crimson through their veins.”
    Such a powerful poem with the impact of both light and shadows!

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  3. I think it’s the contrast that keeps the readers on their toes. These lines really made me pause. I wonder how many corrupt Edens are out there?

    From the rib of the first eden,
    countless edens were spawned,

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  4. This is such a sad piece for me as so much emphasis is played on the rib which was of course was Eve created from Adam’s rib, then blaming the rib for Christ’s death because Satan was in control! I may be reading it all wrong; If Eve picked the apple Adam failed to see the danger otherwise he would have snatched from her and thrown it away. I think God considered she and hopefully Adam as well were adventurous enough to start the human race off to see if a peaceable kingdom could be created. We are still trying but not doing too well at the moment!

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    1. It is a sad piece the way I wrote it, Robin. More metaphorical that Eden, reminiscent of beginnings and plans that don’t quite work out the way they were intended to. Yes we’re not doing too well as a species, are we!

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  5. My favorite of all your delicious wordplay:

    “Until the cause
    demanded a rib.
    Until the rib
    sacrificed a god.

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  6. “bewilderment
    and temptation” Lives under my ribs, indeed. I love the spawning of “countless Edens” finding the betrayal and loss and the imperfection that, despite all, leads to authentic lives.

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