Also, Demeter will always make me think of the Isabella Gardner poem:
I am here with my bountiful womanful child to be soothed by the sea not roused by these roses roving wild. My girl is gold in the sun and bold in the dazzling water, She drowses on the blond sand and in the daisy fields my daughter dreams. Uneasy in the drafty shade I rock on the veranda reminded of Europa Persephone Miranda.
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Date: 2017-11-03 06:01 pm (UTC)I am here with my bountiful womanful child
to be soothed by the sea not roused by these roses roving wild.
My girl is gold in the sun and bold in the dazzling water,
She drowses on the blond sand and in the daisy fields my daughter
dreams. Uneasy in the drafty shade I rock on the veranda
reminded of Europa Persephone Miranda.