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

Longing (M.A. Reilly,2009)

[It’s no use / Mother dear...]

   - SAPPHO

  -  TRANSLATED BY MARY BARNARD

It’s no use

 

Mother dear, I

can’t finish my

weaving

            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.