From Lesbos


 ⁶A sea-washed note on the beach. 


You cowered [

laurel tree [

but everything sweeter [

than that [

and for them [

traveler [

But I scarcely ever listened [

soul beloved [

and such now [

to arrive kindly [

You got there first: beautiful [

and the clothes [ 


Sappho,  If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho.

Translation by Anne Carson. p.129


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