Eve of Escape

For The Sunday Whirl poetry prompt: Wordle #152

plop, wicker, green, bottle, city, strips, small
apple, dust, tower, slack, squeeze, fuss

And for Poets United: Poetry Pantry

02-19-2011 Lilith Stone1

Eve of Escape

She plopped small green bottle
on dusty wicker nightstand, causing
fuss of detritus to tower up, then
gently drift toward floor. Squeezing
nose, refusing to sneeze, forced
herself to relax, her body to slacken,
on sagging motel bed.

Using an old army knife, cut strips
of fresh crisp apple, bringing each one
slowly to her lips. Grinned while thinking
of ancient rebellious Lilith, and contemplating
overdue escape from city of birth. Anywhere
on earth, even dangerous Sea of Reeds,
would have to be better.

Elizabeth Crawford  3/16/14

Notes: March is Women’s History Month. I usually try to write something of Herstory during that time period. The story of Lilith has always fascinated me. She is a myth created to explain the two different versions of the Creation story in the Bible. She was said to be Adam’s first wife, who rebelled because he refused to give her equal status. She ran away to the Sea of Reeds (considered to be inhabited by dark demons) and refused to return, even when petitioned by heavenly angels. Thus Eve enters, the so-called obedient wife. The word list allowed me to at least hint at one small part of Lilith’s story.

The image is one of my Journey Stones, made from polymer clay. Normally, I carved words into the stones and used them for writing exercises in my classroom. When this stone was completed, I saw a woman reclining in shadowy darkness and immediately named her Lilith (her name means “from the darkness“).


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18 Responses to Eve of Escape

  1. oldegg says:

    Well I can certainly see Lilith, her head seemingly haloed. What a different world it would have been had Adam been sensible and accepted that women were equal back then!


  2. Laurie Kolp says:

    I love your description of her eating the apple on the motel bed…


  3. annell4 says:

    Nicely done….


  4. jae rose says:

    A modern day Lilith..as all characters become..I can feel that spirit of adventure crackling off her fingertips..I think she will hold her own..maybe even have a bit of fun..I too like the image of her slicing the apple..I hear a wry little chuckle as she devours it


  5. Mama Zen says:

    Very cool work. I love the background information as well.


  6. This is beautiful, Elizabeth. Lilith holds intrigue. Your poem is beautiful. I love the sagging motel bed to set Lilith in modernity. Clever work here.


  7. Brian Miller says:

    def makes for an interesting myth…
    i can feel her resignation in your words…
    would def be a hard life


  8. Mary says:

    Sounds like a difficult path….especially so since even the Sea of Reeds would be preferable!!


  9. Pamela says:

    Love everything about this poem, Elizabeth. Love your backstory. Very nice!

    Pamela ox


  10. Cathy says:

    Great poem, Lilith, don’t remember learning about in Sunday school.


  11. A haunting image in your stone. Love it!!! And LOVE that even at the very beginning a woman ran away for lack of being granted equal stature. Ha! I can SEE your grin as you carve the apple!!!!!


  12. you piqued my interest to go surfing for Lilith…


  13. scotthastiepoet says:

    Grinned while thinking, whilst eating her apple – sparkling stuff – it all shines true Elizabeth… Lovely work. With Best wishes Scott


  14. Irene says:

    Didn’t know the story of Lilith, Adam’s first rebellious wife. Interesting reimagining, Elizabeth.


  15. Sumana Roy says:

    Love this modern myth with the crisp apple being cut into pieces and the Sea of Reeds…the image speaks to me in a different language…it’s like an embryo shelterd in the womb counting for
    days of light….an image of gestation..amazing Elezabeth…


  16. veronicabalfourpaul says:

    So visual. The old arm knife, the sagging motel bed. Just feel for her that there is a better place to be.


  17. I’ve always liked the story of Lilith. You’ve captured her well in this.


  18. Gillena Cox says:

    your poem is lovely, you have sparked my interest, i want to read more about Lilith, will do some searching

    much love…


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