Aphrodite
In the core of our apple,
the planet earth,
dwells the great polestar
of the underworld-
Lord of Change,
Transformer Eternal,
Hades himself.
With each breath
he draws into his lungs
the Universe begins anew.
He alone has the key
to every rusted lock.
Whoever has walked
across a freshly plowed
field at twilight,
in spring’s season,
and raised loving eyes,
to see the crescent Moon,
adorned in her
diamond earring,
you are about to enter
the drama which,
has no beginning,
and knows no end.
Poem: Sarah Fuhro
Photo: Sarah Fuhro
