When Eve walked among
the animals and named them—
nightingale, redshouldered hawk,
fiddler crab, fallow deer—
I wonder if she ever wanted
them to speak back, looked into
their wide wonderful eyes and
whispered, Name me, name me.
Ada Limòn (USA, 1976 -), courtesy Poetry Motion (MTA Art&Design and Poetry Society of America)
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