may 02, 2012
“Spouse and helpmate of Adam Kadmon: Heva, naked Eve. She had no navel. Gaze. Belly
without blemish, bulging big, a buckler of taut vellum, no, whiteheaped corn, orient and
immortal, standing from everlasting to everlasting. Womb of sin.”
Still on the beach, Stephen muses on Eve, bellybuttons, bucklers, and a good deal of poetry.