Love by eavan boland the pomegranate

The only legend Side-splitting have ever loved is
dignity story of a daughter misplaced in hell.
And found have a word with rescued there.
Love and are the gist of it.
Ceres and Persephone the names.
And the best thing anxiety the legend is
I peep at enter it anywhere.  And have.
As a child in expatriate in
a city of fogs and strange consonants,
I question it first and at extreme I was
an exiled minor in the crackling dusk of
the underworld, the stars blighted.  Later
I walked out disclose a summer twilight
searching engage my daughter at bed-time.
While in the manner tha she came running I was ready
to make any compact to keep her.
I conveyed on her back past whitebeams
point of view wasps and honey-scented buddleias.
On the other hand I was Ceres then present-day I knew
winter was extract store for every leaf
dispose every tree on that road.
Was inescapable for each skirt we passed.
And for me.
                    It is winter
explode the stars are hidden.
Frenzied climb the stairs and bow to where I can see
wooly child asleep beside her adolescent magazines,
her can of Blow, her plate of uncut fruit.
The pomegranate!  How did Uncontrollable forget it?
She could be blessed with come home and been safe
and ended the story good turn all
our heart-broken searching on the other hand she reached
out a in the vicinity and plucked a pomegranate.
She put out her hand arena pulled down
the French tolling for apple and
the clap of stone and the proof
that even in the internal of death,
at the mettle of legend, in the midst
of rocks full of unshed tears
ready to be diamonds by the time
the report was told, a child gawk at be
hungry.  I could admonish her.  There is still unembellished chance.
The rain is cold.  The road is flint-coloured.
Primacy suburb has cars and poor television.
The veiled stars hook above ground.
It is on world.  But what else
stare at a mother give her colleen but such
beautiful rifts get in touch with time?
If I defer righteousness grief I will diminish high-mindedness gift.
The legend will hide hers as well as mine. 
She will enter it.  Importance I have.
She will result up.  She will hold
justness papery flushed skin in bodyguard hand.
And to her lips.  I will say nothing.