My friends, I am Shashi and the host for the first week of creativity and enjoyment at The Gooseberry Garden.
It’s my pleasure to be the anchor for this week’s poetry potluck and I am grateful that all of you, friends, follow it so diligently. So every week, it’s my job to let your creativity take a leap and produce interesting thoughts in verses as well as read some beautiful creations from our very talented and creative friends.
But before that let me tell you what we are going to do next week...
Now coming back to this week’s Adam and Eve topic... here is a brief note about the same followed by interesting verse’s ....
ADAM AND EVE
In the second account of creation, God fashions a man from the dust and blows the breath of life into his nostrils, then plants a garden (the Garden of Eden) and causes to grow in the middle of the garden the Tree of Knowledge and the Tree of Life. God sets the man in the garden “to work it and watch over it,” permitting him to eat from all the trees in the garden except the Tree of Knowledge, “for on the day you eat of it you shall surely die.” God brings the animals to the man for him to name. None of them are found to be a suitable companion for the man, so God causes the man to sleep and creates a woman from a part of his body. Describing her as “bone of my bones, flesh of my flesh,” the man calls his new help-mate “woman”, “for this one was taken from a man”. This sundering, a making of two from one, predicates reunification in marriage, in which two will be made one: “On account of this a man leaves his father and his mother and clings to his woman.” The chapter ends by establishing the state of primeval innocence, noting that the man and woman were naked and not ashamed, and so provides the departure point for the subsequent narrative in which wisdom is gained through disobedience at severe cost.
Now here are some interesting poetry on “Adam and Eve” and hope that you all get inspired from it to produce your own unique thoughts in verses and share...
THUS talking, hand in hand alone they passed
When the first dark had fallen around them
She was a Canadian writer who was born in England but lived in Canada from the time she was seven. She was once “thought to be the best Canadian poet of her generation.
Lucas Cranach the Elder-Adam and Eve |
As you are aware that this week we are going to touch upon history and biblical story of Adam and Eve. And I look forward to your creative juices flowing and making this an incredible journey of knowing each other’s thought about what we think how the whole humanity started and what do you think about it love life and belonging.... do you really believe that it was all evil that Eve wanted to get that apple and the serpent was all there waiting for it to happen.. or it’s just something that was bound to happen...
But before that let me tell you what we are going to do next week...
We will be looking at ‘The Kiss’.... inspired by Klimt’s painting, which is the most reproduced painting in the world known as ‘The Kiss’ ... I know that the first kiss of love is always the most impressionable in love and life.. and remains etched in our thoughts for forever... so come on and share your first passionate thoughts.. and your first touch of the lips in love.. and share.. whisper your inner feelings...
Now coming back to this week’s Adam and Eve topic... here is a brief note about the same followed by interesting verse’s ....
ADAM AND EVE
Adam and Eve were, according to the Book of Genesis, the first man and woman created by YHWH (the God of the Hebrew Bible).
In the second account of creation, God fashions a man from the dust and blows the breath of life into his nostrils, then plants a garden (the Garden of Eden) and causes to grow in the middle of the garden the Tree of Knowledge and the Tree of Life. God sets the man in the garden “to work it and watch over it,” permitting him to eat from all the trees in the garden except the Tree of Knowledge, “for on the day you eat of it you shall surely die.” God brings the animals to the man for him to name. None of them are found to be a suitable companion for the man, so God causes the man to sleep and creates a woman from a part of his body. Describing her as “bone of my bones, flesh of my flesh,” the man calls his new help-mate “woman”, “for this one was taken from a man”. This sundering, a making of two from one, predicates reunification in marriage, in which two will be made one: “On account of this a man leaves his father and his mother and clings to his woman.” The chapter ends by establishing the state of primeval innocence, noting that the man and woman were naked and not ashamed, and so provides the departure point for the subsequent narrative in which wisdom is gained through disobedience at severe cost.
Now here are some interesting poetry on “Adam and Eve” and hope that you all get inspired from it to produce your own unique thoughts in verses and share...
THUS talking, hand in hand alone they passed
On to their blissful bower. It was a place
Chosen by the sov’reign Planter, when he framed
All things to Man’s delightful use; the roof
Of thickest covert was inwoven shade,
...
Such was their awe of Man. In shadier bower
More sacred and sequestered, though but feigned
Pan or Sylvanus never slept, nor nymph,
Nor Faunus haunted. Here, in close recess,
With flowers, garlands, and sweet-smelling herbs,
Espousèd Eve decked first her nuptial bed
And heavenly quires the hymenean sung,
What day the genial Angel to our sire
Brought her, in naked beauty more adorned,
More lovely than Pandora, whom the Gods
Endowed with all their gifts, and, O! Too like
In sad event, when to the unwiser son
Of Japhet brought by Hermes, she ensnared
Mankind with her fair looks, to be avenged
On him who had stole Jove’s authentic fire.
...
Text from Poetry Archive
Adam and Eve
When the first dark had fallen around them
And the leaves were weary of praise,
In the clear silence Beauty found them
And she wed them all her ways.
In the high noon of the heavenly garden
Where the angels sunned with the birds,
Beauty, before their hearts could harden,
Had taught them heavenly words.
When they fled in the burning weather
And nothing dawned but a dream,
Beauty fasted their hands together
And cooled them at her stream.
And when day wearied and night grew stronger,
And they slept as the beautiful must,
Then she bided a little longer,
And blossomed from their dust.
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Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall
(September 14, 1883, Gunnersbury, London, – April 19, 1922, Vancouver),
She was a Canadian writer who was born in England but lived in Canada from the time she was seven. She was once “thought to be the best Canadian poet of her generation.
Thanks for supporting poetry, poetry promotion, and poetry sharing at The Gooseberry Garden's Monday Poetry PICNIC Party!!!
Method of Submission of your work:
Copy and paste your poem entries (1 to 3 poems) via InLinkz below by clicking on the blue button, and leave a comment in case it is your first time! It would be great if you could link back to us on your blog.
Weekly poetry collection starts on Sunday, 8pm (CDT), and will stay open till Thursday, 8pm (CDT), 96 hours for you to share your poetry talent with us...
Please enjoy yourself, feel free to submit your work, comment to let us know you are here, and read some very talented artists among your peers, Happy Poetry Picnic, Everyone!
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Shashi
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
46 comments:
welcome, poets and friends, have fun in our first poetry picnic here ...
what beautiful job, shashi.
keep us inspired.
xox
Take no offense. Just another side of the fig leaf.
Happy Potluck! Thank-you, Shashi. : )
Hi,
Thingy is right, it is Jingle Poetry potluck/Picnic, the same thing,
the reason we move has nothing to do with our content, it is an effort to give the old blog a relief, we have thousands of links in one single place, think of it, 48 poetry potluck, each week, average 170 entries or above, that's more than 170x 48= or > 8000 links there, not to mention links in pages and poetic delights...
The move is for the safety of our blog and lasting enjoyment of our supports such as you, Thingy.
Great job, Shashi! Here's to new beginnings! Thanks for including me.:)
welcome, Teresa.
It takes a while to get used to this new place, but, your patience, tolerance, positive attitude make a world difference to us.
Thanks for the continued support.
No obligation for participation, yet all is welcome here!
thank you for the invite and I will see what I can do to participate but I am on a summer break and may not have the time to submit anything but I do have time to visit.
love the topic and the poems that you have chosen are beautiful pieces.
I really like your new blog and name. Gardens and Gooseberry two of my favorite things.
good luck with your new site!
So happy to see this lovely site! And glad you pointed me in this direction..good luck!!
I have shared a poem which I wrote for dverse poets pub employing 'textures'. I hope you like it.
Cheers
Padmavani
Hoooooooray! It's potluck, just in a new environment... And I love gooseberries... They go really well with bubbles! *smile* Have a great time everyone and thanks to Jingle for providing such a lovely place for a picnic!
It actually takes no time to get used to a perfect venue for poetry and words. Poetry Potluck or Poetry Picnic... it's beautiful people giving their time and space, to allow us to share what we love. Thank the old and welcome the new, it's all appreciated. :-)
Congrats on your new location! And thanks!
My latest is Limerick Braggart. Thanks!
My poem is not based on the theme....Since nothing has been specified against it, I am following the old rules of Jingle Poetry and linking something I wrote yesterday...hope its acceptable.
This is very lovely! A beautiful job! I shall be here very soon. Thank you so much.
I am very thrilled to be a part of this beautiful new beginning. Thank you!
Thank you for your excellent introduction to poetry about Adam and Eve and for your continued commitment to bringing poets together in community.
Hi, good to join you all :)
I've posted an old poem because it fits so well with the theme. Glad the potluck's back!
welcome, folks,
Thanks for being here and for being supportive.
lovely talent, you rock!
xoxox
Could you remove post 104 as 105 has replaced it.
thanks
genebrother
Hi, Sorry my three arn't on Adam and Eve, but they all go together as a collection, so please do read each of the three. Glad to get involved in more things like this, thanks for the invite Shashi, it should be great.
The Lonely Recluse.
This is my first time in the garden. I am glad to be here. I created a link button to your page so I could visit often...hope you don't mind.
thank you, Shashi!
both poems i linked are previous posts ~ i'm still having laptop problems and three poems i've been trying to finish since last week, but i couldn't resist the temptation to participate in the first Poetry Picnic at The Gooseberry Garden! {smile} i hope that's okay. it'll take a few days to visit everyone, too. ♥ dani
Ah, that explains the mystery of the disappearing Jingle pot Luck etc. I shall give the matter some thought. Hopefully the juices will run in time.
Glad to see you wear a new dress dear blog..Very refreshing design....wonderful job who have worked for this...........
Welcome, genebrother, the lonely recluse, Susie, haikulovesongs, David King, and Rashmi.
Thanks for the lasting interests and support.
I just happened to write a poem about Adam and Eve (entitled "Eve and Adam, Altered") two days ago. Then I discovered the Poetry Picnic the next day! ~safehousepoetry.wordpress.com
I went with a "garden" in the desert sense. The carving of canyon by water of life.
I really love having a place to share and to enjoy others words... thank you for this!
Nicely done, Shashi! thank you ...
An old one from me I'm afraid. But I think it fits the bill. By the way, your gooseberry picture makes me drool. We don't get this type of fruit in Oz and I well remember wandering in my grandfather's garden in England finding the over-ripe yellow ones. Delicious!
Hello.
Thanks for the invite to visit The Gooseberyy Garden. It is a beautiful blog. I have learned so much already. This is a great place to learn about peotry. I am a very , very , very new poet and am ashamed to call myself that. I hope you will continue your fabulous blog. Thanks again ...
Isadora
Hi Folks,
I have added a link to a new poem. Couldnt think of something fitting the theme. On the contrary my current poem fits the "history" theme from a few weeks ago.
I guess I am just a lil late in catching up with your themes. :)
As shifting to new home with family could be so fun and enjoyable...Shift to gooseberry is fun too...The family picnic is fun...Thank you so much for invitation. All the best.
Good one. My contribution is in place.
Hi! Looking forward to seeing this new site develop!
I was glad to hear that you are open to random poems. This one is not about Adam & Eve, so in that sense it is random. Although it doesn't feel random to me of course. It's exactly how I felt, in that moment, on that night, at 12:45 a.m.
http://randommisanthrope.com/2011/08/19/1245-a-m/
Hi! Looking forward to seeing this new site develop!
I was glad to hear that you are open to random poems. This one is not about Adam & Eve, so in that sense it is random. Although it doesn't feel random to me of course. It's exactly how I felt, in that moment, on that night, at 12:45 a.m.
http://randommisanthrope.com/2011/08/19/1245-a-m/
Hello fellow writers (^_^) Thanks for the invite...will definitely be frequenting this wonderful space...ONE::
I like the header...gives the blog an ambience of fresh, green open spaces. We'll be refreshed here, of that I'm sure.
Rosie
Thank you for the invite! :)
I have posted my offer.
I hope you enjoy it! :)
Cheers,
Hi, all. Sorry, I didn't use the prompt.
Happy Poetry Picnic,
Thanks a lot for your contribution!
Happy Thursday!
Thanks for the GRACE to our week 1 poetry picnic.
Cheers to all of You!
outstanding talent this week.
relax and enjoy a lovely weekend.
See you all on Sunday Night, week 2!
oh-oh! unfortunately couldn't participate in the first entry of Gooseberry...Enjoyed reading many poetries, but couldn't submit one :(
what a fine beginning, sashi.
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