Oh I love this, and could soak up much more. Missed reading you, and think after my last write, a great release has happened. Be on the lookout for me, I think Im back :)
Hugs a lot
Cherie xx
Kate, your analogy is entertaining and cleverly constructed my friend -- from the Garden to the present, the two of us, man and woman united by the "snaking umbilical, joining our guts together for whatever we desire and devise" -- a perspective that deserves review upon review to wrestle with and grasp the root meaning of -- all the while the stately tree stands in mute observance, tabula rasa -- this a piece to be reread many times over the years -- a keeper -- peace and love my friend -- Jon Michael
Oooo, I love that thought of a perpetual Eden within my bones-- grown from the oldest of bones-- a spiritual tabula rasa, there always being the choice of partaking or not.
That's always the ultimate gift I thank Mother Eve for-- that of choice. She dared to prefer knowledge over tranquility-- choice over naivete, and Adam was game enough to come with her. What a man! What a wild-cat woman she must have been! And what a sudden onset of knowledge those two must have had upon first bite! aHah! a voice cries from the heavens, Caughtcha! And they, with the bit of fruit still caught between their teeth know-- know the gravity of sin... the bitten apples fall, and then they fall to their knees.
Away from the Garden they trudge-- banished forever from its hither-to, unseen prison walls, for the absence of "knowing" is, in a way, a cell, and enlightenment, the key to its unlocking, though seldom an easier burden. Away they trudge carrying the tree on their backs instead-- a weighty tote, this new-found knowledge. They plant it somewhere in Missouri, I'm told, though we all eat from it's fruity branches daily, spitting out the seeds in our own Eden soils.
I've a garden in here... To eat, or not to eat... THAT is the question.
Sorry for the long-winded comment that this inspired. Happy munching! --Charlie
But are we really smarter for having eaten that apple? Could have been in Paradise all along, instead of having to make it up (and coming no where close to the original). What came to mind reading these lines ... well done, Kate. Love that picture. :)
I like the sudden beginning, it works so well here, with the title.
Intriguing scene that is always open to many interpretations as we still keep questioning knowledge and responsibility.
THIS IS A VERY UNIQUE WORK...A DIFFERENT LOOK AT THE OLD STORY THAT WE ALL KNOW SO VERY WELL AND IT'S TRUE...THEY STARTED OUT CLEAN...WITH A 'BLANK SLATE'...THEN MADE A DECISION THAT OPENED THEM UP SO SUDDENLY TO THAT FORBIDDEN 'KNOWLEDGE'...CHANGING THE WORLD FOREVER. I AM GLAD THAT GOD, BEING ALL KNOWING, WAS PREPARED FOR IT AND DEVISED A WAY TO RECTIFY THE DAMAGE...BRINGING 'WHOSOEVER WILL' BACK TO THE POINT OF TUBALA RASA. THIS IS AN EXCELLENT WORK KATE,(I LOOKED UP TUBALA RASA)I LOVED IT! THANKS FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS.
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
There was a time, Kate, when I blamed not the tree but
the fence I leaped into the educated anxiety of "knowing"
and leaving behind innocence. The pain was in realizing I
could not leap back over that fence. I love this poem.
Applause to you (and Jon). -gene.
The tree was just an innocent prop
in the stage of knowledge
in a garden with sin already in its mind.....
why was there a forbiddance?
peace be with you
Interestingly written poem Kate...though knowledge is one of those ever searched for commodities of life, we are instilled with those years of experience that make us who we are and it seems so sudden when we actually realize we are all in this together...
Kate this is my new bestest favorites of yours. I love the weighty spiritual symbolism and factuality of this poem. So many works have been written about or around Eden and creation but never have I seen the tree play such a pivotal role. Enjoyed this unique write.
fee
Your words are graceful . You give us a different side to taste the apple and you make that day, long ago....as inviting as it must have been. We are treated everyday to evil. We decide one way or the other how to host it.
You are very beautiful there in the photograph. Is that the Mediterranian?
The fruit knows not that it is forbidden, or perhaps, the temptation it presents is its highest expression. Choice, free will - divinely contrived afterall?
A spiritual epiphany, Kate, rendered in eloquent imagery, no blame at the door of the natural, human mischief and imperfection the culprit. It takes me to a pet theory of mine that we can't fit in and we will disappear because of our inabilities, not survive because of our cleverness. And yes, Jon's 'tabula rasa' set me off, too.
LOL Jerry! Reckon it will be in Denmark if we get it together with the Treaty on Climate Change... there'll be hell to pay if we don't! :)) Yes, photo is of my beloved Hotel Hurricane in Tarifa, Costa de la Luz, Andalucia (my birthday treat! :))xx
Your such a pro with metaphores,and your themes are always superb! I love this Kate,you really "got it all together" in this one;-)it
Still waiting on a date for eye surgery,,but I found by zooming in I can manage to see,even if it takes a lot of maneuvering with browser text so big;-)...Hope you aren't developing any real trouble. Be good to your eyes Kate, rest them, something I never did!
Wish that I had!
love those pure states of being, love this expression of it...underneath it all we are this purity...
great photo - is that Spain? Gorgeous...my warm blood is flowing to get into that vision, as winter is rapidily sending its icicles into my landscape...
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a most excellent write, kate.
be well,
carolyn
Hugs a lot
Cherie xx
That's always the ultimate gift I thank Mother Eve for-- that of choice. She dared to prefer knowledge over tranquility-- choice over naivete, and Adam was game enough to come with her. What a man! What a wild-cat woman she must have been! And what a sudden onset of knowledge those two must have had upon first bite! aHah! a voice cries from the heavens, Caughtcha! And they, with the bit of fruit still caught between their teeth know-- know the gravity of sin... the bitten apples fall, and then they fall to their knees.
Away from the Garden they trudge-- banished forever from its hither-to, unseen prison walls, for the absence of "knowing" is, in a way, a cell, and enlightenment, the key to its unlocking, though seldom an easier burden. Away they trudge carrying the tree on their backs instead-- a weighty tote, this new-found knowledge. They plant it somewhere in Missouri, I'm told, though we all eat from it's fruity branches daily, spitting out the seeds in our own Eden soils.
I've a garden in here... To eat, or not to eat... THAT is the question.
Sorry for the long-winded comment that this inspired. Happy munching! --Charlie
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Sheila
Intriguing scene that is always open to many interpretations as we still keep questioning knowledge and responsibility.
Axilea
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
the fence I leaped into the educated anxiety of "knowing"
and leaving behind innocence. The pain was in realizing I
could not leap back over that fence. I love this poem.
Applause to you (and Jon). -gene.
George
in the stage of knowledge
in a garden with sin already in its mind.....
why was there a forbiddance?
peace be with you
William
nice work...
Art Sun...
Georg
fee
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
kathy
Regis
You are very beautiful there in the photograph. Is that the Mediterranian?
Lovely.
Blessings and love,
Susan
John
Still waiting on a date for eye surgery,,but I found by zooming in I can manage to see,even if it takes a lot of maneuvering with browser text so big;-)...Hope you aren't developing any real trouble. Be good to your eyes Kate, rest them, something I never did!
Wish that I had!
great photo - is that Spain? Gorgeous...my warm blood is flowing to get into that vision, as winter is rapidily sending its icicles into my landscape...
N'er went to college,
This I acknowledge
Garden of Eden.
Is it in Sweden?
That's where they're breedin'.