I’ve moved the altar! It will now be officially out all the time and ready to go (:
MYTHIC POETRY series:
And in the moment he in his chariot spun as a gore, tore her with him into the shades and off in the night on the other side of the earth. [“Hymn to Proserpine” — Charles Olson]
they would have no claim on me if i did not desire it
for i belong to myself,
i am only my own—
half flowering creation,
half blistering hellfire.
PERSEPHONE SPEAKS, BY A.C
you see her through the cracks in your wall,
she’s been tying up her hair for an hour;
there’s an asteroid belt in the layers of her ringlets,
and orion in the center of her eyes.
you never understood why people considered wine sweet,
and yet, her lips trace the rim of the pomegranate stained glass,
and there is insouciance on her skin & cheeks.
you want to poison & drown yourself with a whole bottle,
just to contort your aging face into a position like hers,
one that represents power,
peonies in a sea of dandelions,
and the scintilla of an electricity,
that could snare death between two palms.
Malaysian artist Lim Zhi Wei adorns her watercolors entitled “ Flowergirls” with real flowers, to a stunning effect.
My little makeshift altar for Persephone :) the multivitamin bottle is more like a..promise to her that I’ll try to devote more time to personal care