No Snake

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Inside my Eden I can find no snake.There's not one I could look to and believe,obey and then be ruined by and leavebecause of, bearing children and an ache.

I circle down on Eden from above,searching the fields in solitude and lovelike a high hawk. She would never forsake

this place that's made again of memory;she'd wait in that tree below me, springout towards my growing shadow, let it bringa sudden hope that she could coil free;

but she's not here. Only mountains that curve,and dip around the valley when I swerve,settle with dark heights, as I near the tree.

© Annie Finch