Consecrated loaves know nothing of conflict;
being birthed from the earliest of corn,
does anyone ever speak of heartbeat, of breath, of how
it holds one hostage?
At times the seasons forget to regard her at all;
Persephone, goddess, muse and a hymn of sorts,
with lips shaped like a bow and a temperament to match—
bleeding through into tomorrow,
apricot wanderings, but oh when the ribcage cracked open,
in the silence of the night,
her own tresses fell into her eyes, one would think her as
unloved, even though desire ran in rapid rivers,
who can explain any of it?
Solitude is the place her mind frequents the most;
with a verse of wistfulness watch as seeds are sown,
should by any chance you think of her under a grey cloud,
lose yourself in language,
like brushing one’s fingertips across wheat grass, allow eyes
to sweep everything in sight;
perhaps, we are meant to evaporate in each other, in heat,
in storm, in consistent flow of emotions unresolved.
Daylight disappears and she’s planted in the Underworld;
from Autumn to Spring,
meadowsweet, mint and sunflower is gathered,
she longs for someone to kiss loneliness away from her being.
I, poetess on the other side of the world write her name,
honey-spiced syllables for when the wind sighs,
they say Persephone willing chose her fate, but who knows?
In unyielding circumstances will you choose to go blind or evolve
to fight your own share of darkness?
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Good questions at the end, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Lisa 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Ohhhh this is so beautifully writ!
“Persephone, goddess, muse and a hymn of sorts,
with lips shaped like a bow and a temperament to match—
bleeding through into tomorrow,
apricot wanderings, ” The description of Persephone here is just gorgeous…most especially apricot wanderings.
And yes….this is you….”I, poetess on the other side of the world write her name, honey-spiced syllables for when the wind sighs,”
Ah Sanaa…..the romance and beauty you bring to your writing never ceases to amaze me.
Thank you so much, my dearest Lillian 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Yours is a powerful Persephone, Sanaa. I love that final question:
‘In unyielding circumstances will you choose to go blind or evolve
to fight your own share of darkness?’
I think women are particularly skilled in adaptation, with all the changes life throws at us…
Thank you so much, Ingrid 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
I love this, Sanaa. The imagery of the corn, the sensuality – it’s just gorgeous. You really explore the grain aspect of the myth. Love it.
Thank you so much, Sarah 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
(and thank you for the glorious prompt) 🌹
WOW! I was swept away with this beautiful write. Great wordmastery!
Thank you so much, Beverly 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Epic write! This line says so much, “perhaps, we are meant to evaporate in each other, in heat,
in storm, in consistent flow of emotions unresolved.” 👏👏
Thank you so much, Tricia 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
So beautifully written, Sanaa. I love the sensual in your words, and the final questions! So much to think about!
Thank you so much, Merril 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
These words fill your mouth. I keep reading this aloud over and over.
Thank you so much, Alexandra 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Love your poem and the story it weaves. Seems in every story we never quite know the whole story… I thought this was a great line…. perhaps, we are meant to evaporate in each other, in heat,
in storm, in consistent flow of emotions unresolved.
Thank you so much, Dwight 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
I LOVE your images. I think I need to read it a few times. But it is beautiful.
Thank you so much, bigfatcan 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Yes, I think this is the critical question, Sanaa – who knows, indeed… Your writing is simply exquisite.
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David
Thank you so much, David 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
“…perhaps, we are meant to evaporate in each other, in heat,
in storm, in consistent flow of emotions unresolved.” Yeah, perhaps we are.
You make great points and leave us with questions. What prowess!
Thanks for sharing. Lovely.
Thank you so much, Selma 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Sanaa, this is such a gorgeous write! A beautiful peek into Persephone’s mind. Love it. ❤️
Thank you so much, Punam 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
I agree, this write is epic and beautifully penned. Persephone became flesh and blood, and a woman of many dimensions; so much to ponder and chew on.
Thank you so much, Glenn 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH. you captured the wilting and the struggle here. this is profound, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Rosema 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️