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Persephone Explains
By Victor Howes

Persephone gathering flowers,
Herself a fairer flower, by gloomy Dis was gathered . . . .

                                                                   —Milton

Dis is not happy when I stay away
Half the year, raising corn with the corn-mother.
Gods are a jealous lot, and Dis is prey
To gloomy dumps, suspects I have another.
He is not happy that he has to share.
With him its all or nothing: dead is dead.
Look at it this way, honey, I declare,
Up in the upper world Im yeasting bread
From oats, peas, beans, barley, and golden corn.
The dark earth yields ripe fruits of resurrection.
Unless the grain die, how can grain be born?
My absence from your side. . . Its not rejection.
Its death-to-life eternally returning.
Dis is not happy with it, but hes learning.


From Thoughts after Spenser by Victor Howes. Cambridge: Harvard Book Store, 2016. Copyright © Victor Howes.