This is a very strange and very abstract piece. I would like to emphasize that I don’t particularly like it, but as Northrop Frye states, the poet is not the ultimate judge of his or her work.
What do you think?
First, she dated the woman, consumed in chaos. She moved over the waters and blood and found it wholly unfulfilling.
Then she dated the man, but he was only interested in her large breasts, though she was a presence and not a person, he could see her only through flesh.
And she left off dating, forever would it bring all parties dissatisfaction, for she knew the future and knew too that dating could only end in rape or murder.
Because you have to stop dating to start marriage.
First he created the laws, the hormones and rules of reproduction. This goes here if you want a child, and it’s also the funnest one, and if not you can put it here and here. So he tested it on the man, and the man didn’t have the right hole, he didn’t follow the right laws.
So he moved on to the woman, but he found her far too soft and forgiving. He enjoyed her capacity, her ability to know all things and see into the future. Unlike the foul-mouthed man, she spoke rarely, and with a timid humility. But she denied some of his laws and he found her displeasing and wished that she would come to die.
Not wishing to break his own laws, he left her with haste. He was unhappy and wished to destroy all that he had created.
For what comes from dust must inevitably return to the sand.
But she was very clever, and knowing more than even the woman, she entered in upon the man, in a time before there was woman, and the man was shocked to realize that he did not find a helping match for him among any of creation.
And he, knowing the grief of man, communed with her.
Being and Spirit, Existence and Presence.
אלוהים ו וח אלהים
Marriage, the reflection, to exist in concept before it is to exist in conception.
And so woman, the reflection, to exist within man before she is to exist in marriage with him.
And so the reunion is eagerly anticipated by the unmarried wife, and loneliness is solemnly retained by the unmarried husband.
And in marriage, the two meet, and they are allowed once again the joys of the garden, and the wisdom of being as one.
Thus curiosity is what pulls the mineral into its stone, the seed into its soil, the plant into its root, the lamb into its kin, the child into its generation, the soul into its body.
For curiosity killed the carnal man,
But intimacy brought forth the ark of marriage.
Curiosity killed the cat
But satisfaction brought it back!
For another, similar post that I don’t like, try this!