perhaps the truth depends upon a walk around the lake —notes toward a supreme fiction
Thursday, January 1, 2009
2009
Demeter
In your dream you met Demeter
Splendid and severe, who said: Endure.
Study the art of seeds,
The nativity of caves.
Dance your gay body to the poise of the waves;
Die out of the world to bring forth the obscure
Into blisses, into needs.
In all resources
Belong to love. Bless,
Join, fashion the deep forces,
Asserting your nature, priceless and feminine.
Peace, daughter. Find your true kin.
--then you felt her kiss.
by Genevieve Taggard
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2009,
resolutions
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