Given your penchant for the Biblical/Talmudic I thought the title might
point me to Eden and, in a sense it does, or certainly post-Expulsion, in
Cain slaying Abel. However that does feel a bit forced, by me not you. The
Paradisic aspects of the garden here referred to does set in relief the
conflict, the tensions, outside. Only in the Garden was there ever freedom
from conflict, I suppose. A couple of possible typos: plumb=plum(?) and 911
should be hyphenated to 9-11 or 9/11 or even nine-eleven. 911 is Emergency
telephone isn't it? and I do not think you mean that. There may be some
depth in that confusion but the poem does not need it. Regards Arthur.
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From: "Ryfkah *" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Friday, June 20, 2003 10:22 PM
Subject: New poem: Taste of The Garden
> Taste of The Garden
>
> Loons wade the lagoon
> Mountains still snow crowned
> loom the near horizon
> A few mallard skim by
>
> Invited
> we share Indian food
> Our eyes water spices
> laughter bares tears
>
> The camellia copse lies
> flowerless pausing another year
> The roses in plumb boom
> their fragrance embraces
>
> Our host tells how it was
> after 911 with the glares
> raghead taunts the rocks
> thrown at her Sikh sons
>
> The verandah steams green
> tea Trees shade
> from summerlike heat California
> poppies regale with hue
>
> One son cut his hair
> The mother sighed
> drove him to school
> flying American flags
>
> Buddha sits with heavy
> happiness in the garden
> The sun drops a rainbow
> upon the glassy water
>
> Ryfkah 6/19/03
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