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March 3, 2012 / Rae Spencer

On the Learning of Things Small

On the Learning of Things Small

Eve understood her sentence
The source of such expansive pain
Which blossomed in her womb
Seeded by an excess of knowledge

But her children
Though given the tale
Lapsed into miniature schemes
They hungered to harvest

New fruits and found suffering
Weaves through the smallest gaps
Like atoms and genes
Twined into a fitful scale

Until detonated, when
They unwind their blinding
Flash in every flesh, then
Mushroom into brilliant loss

One Comment

  1. bardessdmdenton / Mar 5 2012 1:28 PM

    Love the poem and especially these lines, Rae–

    ‘But her children
    Though given the tale
    Lapsed into miniature schemes’

    And don’t we all in the much greater scheme of things.

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