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The garden of Eden with the fall of man, by Peter Paul Rubens and Jan Brueghel the Elder
Ted Hughes

Ted Hughes

Theology

“No, the serpent did not
Seduce Eve to the apple.
All that’s simply
Corruption of the facts.
 
Adam ate the apple.
Eve ate Adam.
The serpent ate Eve.
This is the dark intestine.
 
The serpent, meanwhile,
Sleeps his meal off in Paradise —
Smiling to hear
God’s querulous calling.”

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