Reading white-tipped feathers, I knew more.
She was stolen just inside the henhouse door

and dragged north for eight feet before
she stopped struggling, throwing poor

wings against the sharp face of her predator.
From that point, no clues. Wide prairie evermore.

No hope for pomegranate seeds. Wrong story.
Some god did not impregnate her with future glory.

Who fed? Feral barn cat? Star eyed raccoon?
Coyote who noticed the open mouthed moon?


2 Responses to “Abduction”

  1. eduardo says:

    such rich imagery and literary connections, here.

    i can’t think of any other poet who brings such a breadth of mythology and literature, such intellect, to their word-craft.

    and, of course, how could i not howl in delighted love for your “Star eyed raccoon,” and “open mouth moon”?

    • wordweed says:

      Thanks, Eduardo!

      Glad you like the bit of weaving in of myth!

      If the Persephone myth interests you, check out A.E. Stallings’ “First Love: A Quiz.” She is a master of making myth contemporary and traditional forms fresh.

      Here it is: First Love: A Quiz

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