Paradise Lost

"a little more minimalist than Milton"

From the earthly womb, sweet Eve’s

conjoint of atoms,

this little universe comes

 

to light. The first brush

of wind along the brow’s cowl

a first inkling of our soul’s

 

temptation predilection,

yearn for darker rites.

The itch for flesh, seasons molt.

 

           �"�"�"

 

The white hill of black singed oaks

running on to what --

still remains of faith, purpose

 

to find a self in

the wasting doubts, certainty

the vanity of used up

 

nights will yield to daze of days,

recollection of

life’s numinous waters.   

 

Ken e Bujold

Reviews

[W. Barrett Munn]

I do enjoy reading your work as I get to do two things: first, I usually get to dig out my dictionary, and second, I get to relive my regrets at having taken study and schooling as inconsequential to chasing girls.

Winton

[Ken e Bujold]

chasing skirts was never inconsequential :) even books can sit on the shelf until a later date. I just happened to figure out at young age that the girls who hung out in libraries had less competition for their affections LOL

[Neville]

No matter what happens, keep looking .. Unless of course, you have already found it/her .. becuz that would be foolish now wouldn't it .. a complete waste of precious time and probably be cited as grounds for a divorce or at least separation .. succinctly well worded and juxtaposed against Milton :)