Cursing Pomegranates by Joy Fairbrother
When you descend into Hades
hellbound by ancient promises,
look up through root and rock
and picture me, a lonely goddess,
duty bound to move through green and gold,
dance through to harvest sadness,
waiting impatiently for Charon
to ferry my heart back to me.
I give the Earth
the life I once gave you,
cursing the pomegranate
but never
the beloved eater.
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