Eve – a poem by Rebecca Guess Cantor


In evening
we are most awake.
Darkness dulls the outside
and we are left alone.

We were never awake
in the garden
that was never black,
never left to ourselves.

We slept
and dreamt, made love,
always watched
by the somnolent moon.

I brought the dark
to this place.
Now I sleep, dream,
make love in blackness

that brings each call
of the lark to life.
I taste the dark that opens
each jasmine,

letting its scent dance
among the trees,
black against the moon.
I am left surrounded

by night, within fear’s
reach, but I do not regret
my act, my theft.
I have no care for what

comes next because I know
what I was never meant
to know: without the dark
true beauty cannot show.


Rebecca Guess Cantor’s first book, Running Away, was published last year by Finishing Line Press and her second book, The Other Half: Poems on Women in the Bible, is forthcoming from White Violet Press. Her poetry has appeared in The Cresset, Mezzo Cammin, Anomaly, Two Words For, Whale Road Review, Anomaly Literary Journal, and The Lyric among other publications. Rebecca is the Assistant Provost at Azusa Pacific University and lives in Fullerton, California.


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