Eve to Adam east of Eden Roy Herndon Smith So he drove out the man; and he placed at the east of the garden of Eden Cherubims, and a flaming sword which turned every way, to keep the way of the tree of life. …
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Adam and Eve 2
Adam and Eve Roy Herndon Smith Because thou hast hearkened unto the voice of thy wife, and hast eaten of the tree, of which I commanded thee, saying, Thou shalt not eat of it: cursed is the ground for thy sake; in sorrow shalt thou eat of it all the days of thy life…
Adam and Eve 1
Roy Herndon Smith Adam to Eve “It is not good that the man should be alone”—Genesis 2:18 you are the air through which I (sly as an apple blossom) slip and fall round and down
greens
Roy Herndon Smith off Gosman's Dock greens in water in the sun teal tending emerald over the olive and moss bottom under pine in the shade myrtle luminous myrtle shadows in the forest green in light glowing pine bleeding into teal over asparagus olive under emerald limpid emerald in drifting shades of myrtle in the…
Psalm
Roy Herndon Smith Together, we lie down in green pastures; we rest beside still waters; we find our ways through the valley of shadows of suffering and death. Evil afflicts us; fear floods over us; we attack each other. We prepare a feast for each other, we anoint each others' bodies. We weep and we…
Thanksgiving
Roy Herndon Smith earth lies in beauty folds breaks cracks rises red brown tan brown flesh deep green deep purple valleys plains mountains white topped white dusted air breathes in beauty white mauve white grey mist blue turquoise cobalt sky streaking arching far fading to white embracing holding water in beauty winding in rivers flowing…
The Notion of Order at Montauk
Roy Herndon Smith Oh! Blessed rage for order, pale Ramon —Wallace Stevens Sitting on the stool, in the dark, in the back room of the b and b, I can't see Mary dreaming of what I know I do not know, but feel as clearly as I hear the crashing…
there again
Roy Herndon Smith on Montauk the waves swell roll break crash rush run still …
Roy Herndon Smith: Wedding Sestina
We gather together in waving wild fields—
babooming, fattening, old Father Big Bang;
balooning, exploding new Mother Presence;
twinning quarks sing duets; Phoebe and Nick dance,
following, not following, borrowed patterns
under this fathomless blue sky—we begin
Roy Herndon Smith: Mourning Serendip: Part I–Mourning Serendip: Chapter 1– Mourning
For me, love of religion was first love
of Ceylon (now Sri Lanka). I moved there
when I was nine, and lived there for two years
with my mother and diplomat father.
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