I, Persephone

I am the goddess Persephone, riding a train down into the underworld of New Orleans.

The Return of Persephone by Frederic Leighton (1830–1896). Oil on canvas.

This is poetic prose that I wrote on my train ride from Rochester to New Orleans in mid-November, 2011.

"A myth is a self-conscious lie told in the service of a deeper truth" ~Douglas Brooks

Winter is the time of going under. The time of dark long nights spent seeking warmth, hoping …