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A Poet Reflects

Posts tagged seduction:

Marc Chagall, Joseph and Potiphar’s Wife, 1911

Marc Chagall, Joseph and Potiphar’s Wife, 1911

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“I am here to seduce you into a love of life; to help you to become a little more poetic; to help you die to the mundane and to the ordinary so that the extraordinary explodes in your life.”

—Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh

“The next time you try to seduce anyone, don’t do it with talk, with words. Women know more about words than men ever will. And they know how little they can ever possibly mean.”
—William Faulkner

“The next time you try to seduce anyone, don’t do it with talk, with words. Women know more about words than men ever will. And they know how little they can ever possibly mean.”

—William Faulkner

Eve, Seducing the Apple
You extraordinary apple, Consciousness, fall into my lap now.
Don’t let me keep thinking how I hate apples, their pale interior
resistance, grainy piquancy, iconographic innocence,
the thickness of their skins. Fall in to the crotch of my trunk
and let my thighs roast you to a mush, delirious.
Fall in to vertiginous spins, breath-sucked-in plunge of gravity,
the craved-for friction of flesh; fall in to the mindless garden
I can promise you, tart darling: eternity (only, temporally).
—Kathleen Winter, from Invisible Pictures, (Finishing Line Press, 2009)

Eve, Seducing the Apple

You extraordinary apple, Consciousness,
fall into my lap now.

Don’t let me keep thinking
how I hate apples, their pale interior

resistance, grainy piquancy,
iconographic innocence,

the thickness of their skins. Fall in
to the crotch of my trunk

and let my thighs roast you
to a mush, delirious.

Fall in to vertiginous spins,
breath-sucked-in plunge of gravity,

the craved-for friction of flesh;
fall in to the mindless garden

I can promise you, tart darling:
eternity (only, temporally).

—Kathleen Winter, from Invisible Pictures, (Finishing Line Press, 2009)