Persephone, in waiting.
by Christine Alexandra Day Sherry 2010-2016

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Bleeding Heart

♡  January 17 2007  

by  alexandra day



this noise
it intoxicates
every reason
melts distaste
to the point
that I
what they
are hearing

and I ponder:
were the manifestations
really real?

is the tragedy about to enfold reality?

tell me if it will
i will listen.

tell me i will hear.

Other Prose

jewel weed

February 10, 2020

He’s my jewel weed In a field of stinging nettle that sting like bees. He soothes me. Natures nectar to a brushing scarring bleed, by those who surround him on his way to me. He can not help it, and yet he does. Simply there by curing me.

on wanting

January 17, 2020

trying now, to express this feeling.... wanting... crawling... hollowing in my cheeks. I miss bravery, drowning in the sorrows of another's music. If only for the feeling of belonging from across the room firmly planted in my seat.


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Motion and light have a relationship with the natural world that excites me.

When a hand is in motion it appears translucent – a beam of light.

Think of the shift of leaves on a branch on a tree towering down on you with its shadows in the summer sun.

There is no way to really measure the movement of a tree – with all its individual parts – always shaking and shivering in different ways. When the magnitude of the natural world plays with motion it defies the human one. It shields us from the light – it ignites and glows in beams as genuine as an electic bulb . When the natural world presents itself in a singular form – the translucence of a flower’s petal – it mimics motion without effort.

But without motion a petal is still oppressed by its lifecycle and its structure in a way that is predictable.

These are the kinds of attractions that leave me fascinated with the study of water in combination with the natural world. Water can blend, it can blur, it can submerge, it can crystallized and solidify.

Water can beat tree after a winter storm – it is one of the only elements that can stop the wind from moving the shivering plant.

Petals drifting on the surface of a body of water are their own kind of flower – set free from predictablity – giving back a freeness in their motion – as are the blades of grass after a morning frost.

Chystalline structures cement the orderly enough living world into it’s own palace of dainty celestial being akin to the freedom of human movement.

Even though the might of a moving branch of leaves is still too hard too trace – the inversion of the freeze frame is amply powerful.

by Christine Alexandra Day Sherry


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