Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
Thursday, June 08, 2006
Dress Us In Apple Blossoms
A short prose poem published in Qarrtsiluni that I wrote on Earth Day, Dress Us In Apple Blossoms. I took the photo of the apple where I was working just before eating it. When I looked at it later that night, I found the image disturbing - you'll see what I mean. And got to thinking about apples and Eve and wombs and death and Genesis and nature. We're revising the texts now, planting new seeds...
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Wow. Amazing image and words. I see what you mean by disturbing -- it looks so vulnerable, torn wide open....
ReplyDeletee_journeys, thank you... the piece was posted strangely with the image in the middle, and with the Milton reference in text though we had agreed to put it at the end... and you are the only person who's left a comment, so I really appreciate that. That image of the apple, though, wow, it still does it to me. No wonder when Milton aligned Eve and the Apple no-one quarreled.
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