Poet and artist Melissa Sullivan reflects on the impermanence of all things in this short, moving springtime poem.
Fade
All blooms decay
Persephone speaks from her Stygian palace
Bright blooms are brief
Delicate and easily bruised
We gather our flowers in May
But we must accept that they too shall fade
About Meliss Sullivan
Melissa Sullivan is a hedge-wandering art witch from Los Angeles, California. As a poet and artist, her work dwells on themes of the liminal, the spaces between things, the ghosts of moments that haunt us, and remembrance.
When not working, she enjoys spending time with her daughter, watching black-and-white monster movies, and reading about old bones.
Recent publications include Lost Futures:Thresholds,The Covid Verses, an anthology chapbook published by Paddler Press, and LOST FUTURES volume 2: still life
Haunting the edges of the Los Angeles art scene since 2007, Melissa has exhibited at the following venues; the Majestical Roof in Pasadena, CA, (work was on regular display), the epOxybOx gallery in Venice, CA, the Cactus Gallery, in Eagle Rock, CA, the Artillery gallery in Echo Park, CA, and the Land of Odd Gallery in Eagle Rock, CA. Additionally, Melissa was the co-owner and curator of the Land of Odd Gallery from 2009-2012.
IG: @the_mystic_wood
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