Amazon – Persephone After – Alison Stone
True, the first time I went willingly. What girl
could resist his leather pants
In the Year of No Work – Matthew Nienow
I would drive the pre-dawn dark to stake
my spot to fish for dinner, to numb my hands in the ice
bucket, to pluck, from the neat stack, a herring,
to fit the skullcap and pierce the eye with a toothpick,
Crude Lament – William Carlos Williams
Mother of flames,
The men that went ahunting
Are asleep in the snow drifts.
You have kept the fire burning!