Re: The Bear's Daughter
- --- In email@example.com, JoAnn Schwartz wrote:
> > I like this, reminds me of the myth of Demeter andHi, JoAnn! Gosh, I can't remember the last time I shoveled snow. We
> > Persephone.
> Hi Jennifer,
> Huh, I hadn't thought of this, so it gave me something to
> contemplate whilst digging out this morning. (Shoveling
> snow can be very meditative, don't you think?)
don't get much of the white stuff around here. But yes, that myth
came immediately to mind; it is one of my favorites.
> I think you might be on to something; only pulled forwardMy daughter wrote a poem a few years ago. I doubt it was inspired by
> in time. That is, there are versions of the Persephone
> myth wherein Persephone goes willingly into the Underworld,
> for love of the Dark God, Hades... It is difficult, after
> all, to be the daughter of a Goddess, and so Persephone
> flees to a place far far away, where she can be Queen in
> her own right.
> And now Persephone's daughter is dreaming her own dreams...
the myth, but here it is:
On the Outside:
Unbroken is your skin, though
Blemished in some parts that I can see
Unsatisfying and indigestible is your outer layer and
Bereft of any meaning that could possibly be clear to me
On the Inside:
Numerous are the sour jewels of your memories
Recalling dreams and other things that I have never seen
Rotted are some, shattered are others, but there they lay together
Clustered in intricacies that my mind cannot fathom much less explain
On the Whole:
Visible only on the outside, yet
Underneath is what I wish to taste and smell
Hear, touch and see. That is where you truly are, but
Not the you that I shall ever know, for all that I know is the
You that you present to me
> Musing on the cold and the dark...
> When people tell you who they are believe them. -- Maya Angelou