Morn, And Sister Eve Poem by james watkin
Morn, And Sister Eve
Eve, moist-bowed, modest shaded in
Her nun's veil, penitent;
And a moon-faced seductress;
Draws off the complacent!
Morn, unlike your odd sister, for
Who's inner conflict known
Sets hearts at rest, and bedevils
There's no mistaking you!
A force for good, unfailingly true.
Bold to the fore, outshown.
Tuesday, February 22, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: evening,morning
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