Adam alone had been Adam
unknown, shadowless under
the sun, lost in shadow under
the moon, lost in thought that thought
all things and found their names, and yet
could not find Adam in its thought.
The thought beyond Adam’s thinking
grew visible and saw:
Adam abandoned, unwitting.
In her regard he saw himself thought,
in her thought found himself, found
Adam. His lips parted. Adam.
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