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Persephone, like the Moon
Persephone hangs in the sky like the moon:
she is full
then she dwindles
then she disappears
Persephone is grave, her temper tidal;
her absence casts light
her darkness shadows
Earth's mother and her daughter,
aloof Persephone hangs in the sky
twisting light into nets;
she hauls ocean up the shore and makes pools
that boil in the sun
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