Today's poem is by Carole Stone
Eurydice
I thought I wanted to return to earth.
What for?My husband's harp playing,
the trees sighing, animals moaning?Hell is being with or without a husband.
Transgression is accidental,like the way Orpheus looked back.
But in Hell, there is no need to repent.So now I can make a harp of myself,
sing with my body.
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