Strangely effective
May. 26th, 2002 12:57 amA part of a longer poem: amazing what you find quoted in other things while poking around on the net. Quite a prompter of humility, to discover other people are well-read too. (Passive voice. Bad incandescens. Slap hand.)
PRAYER TO PERSEPHONE
Be to her, Persephone,
All the things I might not be;
Take her head upon your knee.
She that was so proud and wild,
Flippant, arrogant and free,
She that had no need of me,
Is a little lonely child
Lost in Hell,--Persephone,
Take her head upon your knee;
Say to her, "My dear, my dear,
It is not so dreadful here."
(Edna St.Vincent Millay, _MEMORIAL TO D.C._)
PRAYER TO PERSEPHONE
Be to her, Persephone,
All the things I might not be;
Take her head upon your knee.
She that was so proud and wild,
Flippant, arrogant and free,
She that had no need of me,
Is a little lonely child
Lost in Hell,--Persephone,
Take her head upon your knee;
Say to her, "My dear, my dear,
It is not so dreadful here."
(Edna St.Vincent Millay, _MEMORIAL TO D.C._)