Persiphone

Witch-goddess

Persiphone as Aphrodite: The goddess of death and life

While the beautiful Persiphone was culling flower in the meadow, the god of the underworld Hades had abducted her. She became the queen of the underworld. The goddess of life Aphrodite (Venus) and Persiphone quarreled over sharing the love of the mortal beauty Adonis, who died as a result of the jealousy between these two goddesses. Continue in the blindness that descended on the mortal eyes that were seeking love. Go to the end of this poem.

O dreaming Earth's living hues, ordours that release man from pain!

The daughter of the azure sky, queen of the night and renewer of the earth with torment and rain!

O vaporous, ethereal, chimerical silvery night's moonlit maid!

Demeter's daughter!

Hades' treasure !

Aphrodite and Persephone only in different names!

O intoxication in floral abundance!

Fleur-de-lis...eau-de-cologne of the sleeping mind - sane or insane !

Love's smell returning from Hell !

Perfumed air's delightful sprinkle !

Luxuriant freshness from the petals, pistils and stems!

O beauty's creator !

The awakening eyes' mascara, cosmetic and flame!

The prefect perfume of the mind!

The sweetest flowers' scents!

The raptured mind's benzoin and incense!

The maiden returning to the earth adorned with amethyst, ruby, topaz, diamond and gems!

While the light in joy and pleasure pitch nigh on the acanthus leaves,

The swallows twitter and the songbirds flee,

The poppies drowse in the winnowing breeze,

The feelings part and depart in wordless wings,

The winged horse carry the souls to the source of poesy in Helicon's spring,

Like Aristaeus , the will to touch and grasp the beauteous bride of Orpheus in the sunbeam springs,

The bee-hives swarm on the flowers as Orpheus sings,

Dead leaves , insects, worms and creatures with unlovely forms :

Beetles, weevils, cicadas and scorpions,

Gnaw, bore, feed on the sappy foliage,

Chew and burrow the roots as if to reach nature's prenatal tomb,

The rusts, smuts , mildews,

Wilts, sooty moulds cause canker blighting the life's scents and hues,

And bring in the mind in the joy of life the decaying life's sorrowful news.

O beauty perfumed with Circe's flowers and herbs!

Here I hear the evil writhes,

The bitter desires like eternal guilt gallop and leap,

Where Orpheus sings I hear the modulations, resonance of the Sirens' songs that put man to sleep,

In the discords of the sounds of the fleeting birds that plunge in shadows,

I listen the wing-beats of agony ,

The quivering flight of the light and shadow in a darkness deep.

Blindness DESCENDING