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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