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Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.

Sappho

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
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
Would Jove appoint some flower to reign, in matchless beauty on the plain, the Rose (mankind will all agree). The Rose the queen of flowers should be.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
I know not what to do, my mind is divided.
SAPPHO

Division Known Mindset Myself
Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.
SAPPHO

Breathe Command Immortal Myself Word
For some the fairest thing on the dark earth is Thermopylae, And the Spartan phalanx lowering lances to die.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.
SAPPHO

Alone Moon Night Pass Time
Eros seizes and shakes my very soul like the wind on the mountain shaking ancient oaks.
SAPPHO

Ancient Mountain Shake Soul
Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees.
SAPPHO

Heart Love Shook Tree Trouble
I will let my body flow like water over the gentle cushions.
SAPPHO

Body Cushion Flow Gentle
If you are squeamish Don’t prod the beach rubble.
SAPPHO

Nature Yourself
In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.
SAPPHO

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

Away Love Myself
Hesperus bringing together All that the morning star scattered.
SAPPHO

Bring Morning Togetherness
I would not think to touch the sky with two arms
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur

Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.

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