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Hera Celebrates Her Ripeness

by Patricia Monaghan

I am, at this moment, perfect.
I am at my fullest time.
I am an apple, ripe, unpicked.
I am the apple wine.

I am at my fullest time.
Spring has passed, winter’s ahead.
I am drunk on apple wine.
Come into my bed.

Spring has passed, winter’s ahead.
This is my peak, my height, my best.
Come be wanton in my bed.
Welcome to the harvest.

This is my peak, my height, my best.
I am an apple, ripe, unpicked.
Welcome. Taste the fruits of harvest.
I am full now. I am perfect.

"Hera Celebrates Her Ripeness" is from Seasons of the Witch, soon to be re-issued by Creatrix Press
© Patricia Monaghan ~ All rights reserved