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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