Wind bites through my skin – white-capped teeth off winter seas. Sand whips and tastes of banishment. Umbilical prisoner, I walk bleak Eden. Rain breaks covenant, floods, waterboards my knowledge of good and evil.
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qbit 
Love your tie to “The Garden” …. beautifully executed.
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Good and evil in a nutshell.
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This is exceptional! Epic allusions and torture; “Umbilical prisoner,” – all of it is top shelf.
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Thank you!
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It all started with that darn fruit! Amazing take on the image Qbit! So glad you joined us!!
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Lolol! Thanks!
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Your own personal Elba… only not so temperate; a mea culpa morning walk along the purging sand. Great stuff, Randall!
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Thanks! I will think intemperate thoughts of Elba tomorrow on my walk, and plan my escape. But I need one of those cool Napoleon hats.
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We’ve come along way since the garden of Eden, now we walk the bleakness of our own making. The fruit has tempted mankind since the very beginning but, I hope we can plant new seeds of hope.
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The “white-capped teeth” connecting to both biting wind and winter seas is genius! What a powerful metaphor in just a few lines. The whole poem is packed with thought-provoking comparisons and allusions. Truly fascinating.
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Thank you so much!!
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you never cease to come up with the tangential – a brilliant juxtapositioning out of Eden
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Thanks!!
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Wow! What a perfect take on the image. Love this poem from its very first lines. Bravo!
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Thank you!
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“Umbilical prisoner” – Love that!
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Wow. How stunning and stimulating:
“Umbilical prisoner,
I walk bleak Eden.
Rain breaks covenant,
floods, waterboards
my knowledge
of good and evil.”
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