Today

Zeus let Persephone

dance across

the tips of mountains

outside my home and there was

for the first time this Spring

reflections of light coming from

her orange-yellow dress and

a breeze when she

twirled it in her fingers.

Yellow flowers fold, like hands,

inside green stems reaching

out of the dirt.

Birds shake the cold

from their wings and fly,

land on the mining belt and

sit, watching me

watch them.

The Web Projects of Sondra Ball and Mario Cavallini