let them claim their own damn sins
Eve Argues Against Perfection
And the woman said, The serpent
beguiled me, and I did eat.
-- Genesis 3:13
Beguiled, my ass. I said no such thing.
You say I lost the gift of Paradise.
I couldn't lose what I never had.
You say the serpent tempted me to eat.
You omit that he entered the Garden
on two legs and walked like a man.
And here's what your story always ignores:
I had pure gold, rare perfume, precious stones,
but Adam hadn't touched me all those years.
Perfection in the Garden didn't mean that way.
Not having it and not wanting it
was God's idea of perfection, not mine.
So when that serpent strolled up to the tree,
all upright and fine, he threw off the balance,
and I began to pray, Oh, let him be mine.
When he held out the apple, so round and lush,
when he stroked it to a keen red glow,
I didn't fall to temptation -- I rose to it.
I ate that apple because I was hungry.
I wanted what lay outside of Paradise,
a world without the burden of perfection.
Now you call all sinful women my sisters.
I say, let them claim their own damn sins.
The apple may not be perfect, but it's mine.
~Diane Lockward
from Eve's Red Dress
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Thank you so much to the anonymice for the punching bag and milk'n'cookies in my userinfo. I needed that last night. *hugs*
fleurdeleo made me leave the house for pizza and sangria (we drank that 60oz pitcher like it was nothing), because every year during remix she's like, "girl, you need to step away from that computer for a couple hours," and last night was a beautiful night, so everybody was out, and it was nice to spend a couple hours not doing remixy admin.
A rough cut at the numbers shows that 192 people got their stories in reasonably on time (i.e., before noon today), 43 people who requested extensions, 16 who are MIA, and 6 who dropped out (I expect those in the middle two groups will move into either the first or the last group at some point in the next couple of days; i.e., if I haven't heard from the MIA people by tomorrow, I'll be assigning pinch hitters regardless; if the people who have extensions don't post by their dates, I'll be assigning pinch hitters; hopefully most of them will just cough up their stories and no one will get hurt).
I will probably be sending the first set of pinch hit requests, for the full-on drop-outs, sometime later today. But now I need to go get something to eat.
Someday I will talk about something that isn't remix. Today may not be that day.
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And the woman said, The serpent
beguiled me, and I did eat.
-- Genesis 3:13
Beguiled, my ass. I said no such thing.
You say I lost the gift of Paradise.
I couldn't lose what I never had.
You say the serpent tempted me to eat.
You omit that he entered the Garden
on two legs and walked like a man.
And here's what your story always ignores:
I had pure gold, rare perfume, precious stones,
but Adam hadn't touched me all those years.
Perfection in the Garden didn't mean that way.
Not having it and not wanting it
was God's idea of perfection, not mine.
So when that serpent strolled up to the tree,
all upright and fine, he threw off the balance,
and I began to pray, Oh, let him be mine.
When he held out the apple, so round and lush,
when he stroked it to a keen red glow,
I didn't fall to temptation -- I rose to it.
I ate that apple because I was hungry.
I wanted what lay outside of Paradise,
a world without the burden of perfection.
Now you call all sinful women my sisters.
I say, let them claim their own damn sins.
The apple may not be perfect, but it's mine.
~Diane Lockward
from Eve's Red Dress
***
Thank you so much to the anonymice for the punching bag and milk'n'cookies in my userinfo. I needed that last night. *hugs*
fleurdeleo made me leave the house for pizza and sangria (we drank that 60oz pitcher like it was nothing), because every year during remix she's like, "girl, you need to step away from that computer for a couple hours," and last night was a beautiful night, so everybody was out, and it was nice to spend a couple hours not doing remixy admin.
A rough cut at the numbers shows that 192 people got their stories in reasonably on time (i.e., before noon today), 43 people who requested extensions, 16 who are MIA, and 6 who dropped out (I expect those in the middle two groups will move into either the first or the last group at some point in the next couple of days; i.e., if I haven't heard from the MIA people by tomorrow, I'll be assigning pinch hitters regardless; if the people who have extensions don't post by their dates, I'll be assigning pinch hitters; hopefully most of them will just cough up their stories and no one will get hurt).
I will probably be sending the first set of pinch hit requests, for the full-on drop-outs, sometime later today. But now I need to go get something to eat.
Someday I will talk about something that isn't remix. Today may not be that day.
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