Paradise / back in the days


we were back

in the days

of our first parents

to the golden dawn

of the world,

to that fresh garden

where pain and fear

and anger and sorrow

were all unnamed,



no strangers to

uninhabited shores,

forsaken islands

and desolate riverbeds


(Herbert Guthrie-Smith)


like all true artists, Guthrie-Smith had the ability to make new things familiar, and turn what we so long have taken for granted into something rich and strange