This poem is taken from Stand 219, 16(3) August - September 2018.

Chris Hardy Poem
Eden

Though I have lived in jungle and savannah
I am not much acquainted with snakes.

*

Fallen from the roof of the balcony
the dozing nāgā lies upon the shoulder
of a woman dining in the evening air.

When a bowl of milk is placed before it
the snake slips onto the table where a bullet
destroys the hamadryad and the table.

*

Pointing to the pale-beaked sea snake
struggling in grey waves off the esplanade
my father tells me it is poisonous,

as all serpents are that live in the sea.
Two brown nerofithi idling by a pond
are looking for frogs not me.

*

Though I have lived in jungle and savannah
I am not much acquainted with snakes.
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