Tasters
Tasters
The summer sun made blood like sap
rise till her lily face blushed red,
he felt the swell and wash of love
nuzzle his veins from toe to head.
In Eden’s garden ripened fruit
dripped sweet between the lips, alas
birds sang a warning soft as breath,
the smart snakes gossiped in the grass.
Publication Details
Original Citation
Midwest Quarterly 5 (Summer 1964) 293.
Word Count
54
Original Publication
Date Published
1964
Book Appearance
Complete Poems
142
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