Jason Stutz Poems
- The Serpent Beguiles Eve And the serpent went to Eve and ...
- Images Of The Woman I Desire Her lips part and open to a ...
- Daisy Chain (Of The Heart) The work is as endless as there ...
- To The Old Men </>I. Sometimes, listening to you ...
- Right </>After all you have read (Rumi, Gurdjieff, ...
- Lonesome Sailor I. It is ...
- Proper Lovers I radiate from myself. You open like a wave ...
I grew up in the Maryland suburbs of Washington, D.C. I enjoyed a fresh, vibrant and sacredly naive poetry scene in Georgetown,1992-3 where I met great, true friends for the first time, fellow writers and artists, and, most of all, the mental and emotional freedom offered by them. I lived briefly on an Israeli 'kibbutz' (commune) and came back to D.C. with fresh insight and courage to be myself. I left the East Coast in 1995 with my friend, Matthew, for San Fransisco, and travelled increasingly more rapidly and moniless until arriving in upstate New York at my friend, Noah's doorstep in June,1996, exhultant, half-dead, but inspired, struggling desperately to assimilate practically all I... more »
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The Serpent Beguiles Eve
And the serpent went to Eve
and asked of the creatures:
How shall I call them?
To God, they answer
as to an arrow that draws them inward.
But to me, a little magick, perhaps- a word
to bind them on our tongue, a name,
to make them ours forever.
What are their names, dear Eve?
Sit a while and think on them,
as we pass the day together.