"Not Eve, whose fault was only too much love,
Which made her give this present to her Dear,
That what she tasted, he likewise might prove,
Whereby his knowledge might become more clear;
He never sought her weakeness to reprove,
With those sharp words, which he of God did hear:
Yet Men will boast of Knowledge, which he took
From Eve’s fair hand, as from a learned Book."
Amelia Lanyer, excerpt from Salve Deus Rex Judćorum
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Coffee Shop
(a poem by mary)
Sunday morning
Coffee’s brewing
Scones are baking
Porch-light’s on
Quiet as the
Cat that’s living
In the crawl-space
Comes the dawn
With it you will
Walk in, weary
Take your coffee
Take your scone
Same as Monday
Tuesday, Wednesday
But not Thursday
When I’m home
When I sleep in
And I wonder
If they’ve got your
Order wrong
If you notice
That I know you
If you miss me
When I’m gone
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