I sem to remember you doing a series of poems on Eden and guess this is an
extention of this project. I like it and the interpolations of the present
day on Old Testament reflection.
bw
James
>From: Gary Blankenship <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
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>Subject: Rebekah's Well revised
>Date: Thu, 12 Dec 2002 13:11:08 -0800
>
>Thanks to Barbara.
>
>Gan Eden 27 Rebekah's Well
>
>Water
>drawn from deep wells
>to succor the servant's herd,
>twelve camels as God's test for the second son's bride.
>Each bucket offered sweeter than the last.
>another test passed.
>
>A girl -
>young as Solomon's queens,
>chaste as Tamar at the crossroad,
>honest as Ruth in the fields,
>innocent as Eve before she knew pomegranates had seeds,
>more clever than Lilith in the end.
>
>*I sit on another soggy day
>in the back corner of a Manhattan coffee shop,
>and I watch another of my daughters
>make another mistake,
>the same mistake made by every generation
>since the first mud hut was raised in Nod.
>
>And I tremble at the thought
>that I may have to save another daughter
>to advance my scheme,
>to return to My rightful place at Our Throne.*
>
>(By the door, an account manager
>works up courage to ask me if I am
>or would like to join him or some other ridiculous question.
>I chill his latte to a frosty.
>He spits it on his suit, permanently stained.)
>
>*I tire of this story. God's plan and mine
>diverged long before this universe revolved. We
>count equal losses, but he controls the host.
>I dare not, can not, contest them,
>and despair as I have not since the desert trek.
>
>I am tired and wish for a new Beginning.
>
>Another bomb explodes in Haifa and I fatigue.*
>
>The groom,
>second-born,
>resurrected sacrifice, uncircumcised
>prisoner to God's promise.
>Little more than a handsome footnote stuck between
>Father Abraham and Father Israel,
>one son cursed
>without the sin of Cain or even Ham committed.
>
>Marriage
>in his mother's tent,
>water from his father's well their sustenance,
>God's pledge their only future.
>
>*I tire of the lies I've told.*
>
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>Hood at http://www.writershood.com/... Poets for Peace.... ˇPoemas sí,
>balas
>no!
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