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Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees.

Sappho

May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.
SAPPHO

Naked Nerve Resilience Sensitive Word Writing
What cannot be said will be wept.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery.
SAPPHO

Earth Embroidery Flower Spring
Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away.
SAPPHO

Away Love Myself
I will let my body flow like water over the gentle cushions.
SAPPHO

Body Cushion Flow Gentle
The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.
SAPPHO

Alone Moon Night Pass Time
No honey for me, if it comes with a bee.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.
SAPPHO

Fall Love Mountain Nature
From all the offspring of the earth and heaven love is the most precious.
SAPPHO

Earth Heaven Precious
Experience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
SAPPHO

Experience Neighbor Virtue
The moon has set In a bank of jet That fringes the Western sky, The pleiads seven Have sunk from heaven And the midnight hurries by; My hopes are flown And, alas! alone On my weary couch I lie.
SAPPHO

Alone Bank Heaven Hope Lying Moon Myself
The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.
SAPPHO

Beautiful Evening Stars
Raise high the roof-beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man.
SAPPHO

High Man Marriage Tall
Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
SAPPHO

Death Evil God Judgement
There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.
SAPPHO

Grief Home Place Serve

Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees.

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Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees.

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