With his venom Irresistible and bittersweet that loosner of limbs, Love reptile-like srikes me down ~ Sappho
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With his venom
Posted in Sappho on November 18, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
You know the place: then
Posted in Sappho on February 3, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
You know the place: then Leave Crete and come to us waiting where the grove is pleasantest, by precincts sacred to you; incense smokes on the altar, cold streams murmur through the apple branches, a young rose thicket shades the ground and quivering leaves pour down deep sleep; in meadows where horses have [...]
In the spring twilight
Posted in Sappho on November 10, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
In the spring twilight The full moon shining: Girls take thier places as through around an altar ~ Sappho
When I saw Eros
Posted in Sappho on October 17, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
When I saw Eros On his way down from heaven, he wore a soldier’s cloak dyed purple ~ Sappho
Peace reigned in heaven
Posted in Sappho on October 16, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Peace reigned in heaven Ambrosia stood already mixed in the wine bowl It was Hermes who took up the wine jug and poured wine for the gods ~ Sappho
Its no use
Posted in Sappho on October 15, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Its no use Mother dear, I can’t finnish my weaving You may blame Aphrodite soft as she is she has almost killed me with love for that boy ~ Sappho
We heard them chanting
Posted in Sappho on October 13, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
We heard them chanting: First voice: Young Adonis is dyng! O Cytherea What shall we do now? Second Voice Batter your breasts with your fists, girls– tatter your dresses! –Sappho
And I said
Posted in Sappho on September 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
And I said I shall burn the fat thigh-bones of a white she-goat at her altar ~ Sappho
To Atthis
Posted in Sappho on September 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
To Atthis Though in Sardis now, she thinks of us constantly and of the life we shared. She saw you as a goddess and above all your dancing gave her deep joy. Now she shines among Lydian women like the rose-fingered moon rising after sundown, erasing all stars around her, and pouring light equally across [...]
Without Warning
Posted in Sappho on September 24, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Without warning as a whirlwind swoops on an oak Love shakes my heart ~ Sappho
