1.25.2008

Three Seeds (Persephone)



"Before you go," he said, "Eat these."
His palm was rough, black with soot,
and three rubies glittered there, perfect drops
of blood.

He would not meet my round eyes.
I assumed grief and accepted his gift; the hot winds
of deceit had never known my petaled face.

The earth opened above us,
and a golden arm came through
to draw me up.

I closed my mouth, bit down
and felt all my convictions
running down my throat.
I swallowed.

6 comments:

dianamuse said...

Such rich imagery. In your words as well as the gorgeous photo.

Kate Horowitz said...

Google Image Search is currently my favorite thing in the whole world. That photo was an uncredited image from an article about trying to introduce pomegranate into the American market.

P said...

So lovely - and I agree that the image really suits the poem. I also like Deviantart for interesting photos.

Elizabeth said...

This one may be my favorite thing I have read by you. And that is saying a lot, since I love them all.

Anonymous said...

Fabu. Big <3. Loogs

Gemma said...

I really like this, especially the second verse.


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