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The Death of a Hag
Nina Paulsen


'Portrait of Batrice Hastings' by Amsdeo Modigliani

The death of a Hag
brought eternity to the City
of misery and exposed sewage
where she had walked high and low
in front and behind souls yearning
for a better god
The Hag had twigs of prosper
growing in her hair and tassels
of wildflowers grew on her shoulders
Her palms were white
and out of her back grew weeds

She was a Hag An angel from god
Her palms were white
and out her back grew weeds

When she died the people in the City
of misery and exposed sewage
cried out in joy. "She's gone. The Hag.
She will shade our home no more."

But seeds had fallen where the Hag
had walked high and low,
in front and behind souls yearning
for a better god
Twigs of prosper and
tassels of wildflowers grew
from cracks in the asphalt and weeds
grew from the walls between
flaked paint and exposed sewage

The death of a Hag
The death of a Hag

 


Nina Paulsen was born and raised in Oslo, Norway, and has lived in the United States for the last ten years. She feels a deep compassion for the feminine soul and seeks to bring her forth through my poetry and short stories. She is a mom and a student and enjoys random leaps of consciousness.


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