Monday, August 18, 2014

Poetry Break: [It’s no use / Mother dear...]

Longing (M.A. Reilly,2009)

[It’s no use / Mother dear...]


It’s no use
Mother dear, I
can’t finish my
            You may
blame Aphrodite
soft as she is
she has almost
killed me with
love for that boy

Sappho, "[It’s no use / Mother dear...]" from Sappho, Translated by Mary Barnard, published by the University of California Press. Copyright © 2012 by The Estate of Mary Barnard.

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