Art-Inspired Poetry: Son of Man
My students are writing art-inspired poetry this week. This is my attempt to model it for them. The painting is “Son of Man” by Rene Magritte. I entitled my poem the same name.
Son of Man
By Ashley Haupt
The apple looked ripe with crisp delight,
And so the man took a sinful bite.
He knew it was forbidden.
At that moment, heaven roared,
Scales fell, shame soared.
God came down, but man had hidden.
A veil had dropped before his sight,
He never again would see that light
As clearly as he had done before.
Now when Son of Man does speak
Always the apple’s sins do leak,
Out of his very core.
For that bite he dearly paid,
A hole in his soul was made,
A bite out of his future kin.
He would not dwell in Eden more
God gave him clothes but shut the door,
Until the day He would conquer sin.