Eden in Apple Country
Howell, Kath
Kath Howell Eden in Apple Country The smell of apples these last hot days ripens the almost autumn air. In a nearby orchard, Eden approaches harvest; : earth hangs high under...
...earth hangs high under heaven, forbidden but not quite out of reach...
...Counted like sheep they graze, dreaming they need not sleep...
...If it rot til nothing edible remains stink corrupts the world...
...Better a wise people savor the sweet crisp difference between good and evil, knowing their days are numbered...
...Commonweal: 246...
Vol. 112 • April 1985 • No. 8
