Glass Poetry Press

Volume Six Issue One
Featured Theme: Rebirth

Nancy Priff

And I Am Born to the Sunlit World Again

— for Persephone This day that splits the year in two tips the balance: light to dark. Shadows rise early in this season. By the thin morning light, each day's shade wakes more grave than the last. I cannot follow the sun like a bird. I'm bound to one who loves the world dark. Now I want a hundred lamps — a thousand lamps! — to light the day. I tunnel upward in secret. Handful by slow handful, I press past the slumbering worms.