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Stephen Dobyns: Persephone, Etc.

The man with silver hooks instead of hands

 picks apart a pomegranate on a park bench

as the sun malingers about the sky. It is hot 

in the plaza and royal palms bring no relief. 

Wicked monkeys wank among the fronds.

See him as an ex-sailor whose risky ventures

gobbled up his tender digits. It’s market day

and treasure seekers haggle over odds and ends.

Wasn’t it beneath this spot the son of Kronos 

pursued his inamorata, holding out a handful

of shining seeds? The ex-sailor asks, Why not? 

These are time’s entropic diminishments.

As each person’s golden age is turned to tin,

he sets another crimson aril on his tongue.

“Persephone, Etc.” from The Day’s Last Light Reddens the Leaves of the Copper Beech, copyright 2016 by Stephen Dobyns, BOA Editions, Ltd.

One comment on “Stephen Dobyns: Persephone, Etc.

  1. Joe-Anne McLaughlin
    February 11, 2020

    As fabulous a poet as ever,

    Liked by 1 person

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