Carved on the Lintel: The Temptation of Eve originally on the Cathedral of St. Lazare, Autun, France Buccaneer of flux, she floats above a door, a long sine wave—flagship of goodbye. Her eyes, grapes, are not yet pressed. Eve’s face shares my father’s lids and parenthetical brows. I view her through his quizzical eye. Modeled in a province of wine, Eve blooms sober-cheeked. Soft pulp does not keep. She cradles her chin. An out-sized hand insinuates, “Seize the day.” Sighing like her mother, old enough to know the value of let go, I disobey idle desires. Where did I ditch my bad-girl smarts? Goddess, caught mid pluck, you dare. You bet your life. Yes, you pay—that itchy leaf monokini and hard-knock knee-- but still wager Paradise with me. Marion Brown A Yonkers, NY resident, Marion Brown holds a B.A. from Mount Holyoke College and Ph.D. from Columbia University. Finishing Line Press published her chapbooks Tasted and The Morning After Summer. Her poem “In the Dock, Fagin Reflects” won the Portico Poetry Competition. Other poems have appeared in Guesthouse, the Women’s Review of Books, Kestrel, The Night Heron Barks, and DIAGRAM. She serves on the Advisory Committee of Slapering Hol Press and National Council of Graywolf Press. Her website is at marionbrownpoet.com.
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