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When I think of the pomegranate, I imagine the myth of Persephone and her mistake of eating its seeds while she was in the underworld with Hades. This mistake — if you can call it that, since she was bound to give over to the temptation of eating such an alluring fruit — is what led her to spend every winter thereafter with Hades in the underworld, returning to the world each spring.
What do pomegranates make you think of? Imagine cutting into one, its more than 600 seeds clinging to its interior. Imagine coaxing them out with your fingers or the tip of your knife.
If you have one handy, stare at it for a while, and let it take you wherever it takes you.
Now write and write and write