For those who like Poetry

I would like to share this poem with you.

Eve in the Temple
of Ephesus,
exploring with Diana.
They speak wonders
to each other.
Who knows who hunts and who suggests.
Who could listen to those words!
But they seem sweet
because of the soft
motions of dawn:
the night is a secret
without witnesses.
What was first,
chicken or egg?
Were you the first ever
to be tempted?
Yes, Eve will respond.
Diana will not reply.
(From my collection of poems Paisajes de Mujer/Womanlands. Translation into English: Steven Reese)