Red Irish Lord, Cape Flattery, WA. Photo by Bev Dulis waterworksdesign.net

Death & the Underworld (with apologies to J. Hillman) By Kathy Garner Gone willingly? seduced? tempting box Bejeweled lid juice inside music too dripping hot the smallest look beneath the lid drew me in cast me down dark and damp moist brown soil deep inside her crumbs surround smell of life sweet soil, my love drops sucked by you expand your girth embracing me crumbs, the clods and tendril of twisted roots, fine-haired strands tickle my nose That Dervished swirl All passion’d kissed And sweaty brow Has set me now Upright in soil La tierra not-so-firm Around me moves As I push through My darkness

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