8th musing Persephone clears a space in the underworld

8th musing....Persephone clears a space in the underworld.

Down in the underworld of my basement I always start by feeling overwhelmed. It is such a mess..and the air is stale...we had a lot of water down there last summer..but now it is dry..and stale....
I look around. Parts of the past are piled topsy turvy...and then I start moving things..sometimes just piling in other parts of the basement..but slowly as pieces are moved..
a space clears.d

I stacked my brothers paintings in a row.
I placed his drawings in a special box.

I threw out old stuff from the bathroom from my parents house.

I kept sorting and then....finding that  there are always treasures.....

if only to find the drawing of my parents with their old friend.

if only to find the photograph of my mother looking very young and wistful

if only to find some really usable file folders

if only to find my bearings and keep on working 

and to see very distantly in my minds eye.

an ordered basement.

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    I take the garbage bags out.
In the silent withdrawn alley light glints off ice.
Frozen plants in the garden are still and ghostly.

High above, the clouds drift, as the moon continues to wane.