beneath the cottonwood
three snakes unbraid as I pass—
I offer them my apple
July 24, 2016 by Rosemerry
beneath the cottonwood
three snakes unbraid as I pass—
I offer them my apple
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Eden, poem, poetry, snake | 1 Comment
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Good reversal. They deserve it for all the bad press since Genesis.