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If you are squeamish Don’t prod the beach rubble.

Sappho

The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars.
SAPPHO

Beautiful Evening Stars
I will let my body flow like water over the gentle cushions.
SAPPHO

Body Cushion Flow Gentle
I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.
SAPPHO

Heaven Instrument Myself Talk
Some say an army of horsemen, or infantry, A fleet of ships is the fairest thing On the face of the black earth, but I say It’s what one loves.
SAPPHO

Black Earth Face Infant Love Oneself
Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
SAPPHO

Death Evil God Judgement
Stand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.
SAPPHO

Eyes Face Grace Love Stand
When anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
Experience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
SAPPHO

Experience Neighbor Virtue
Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.
SAPPHO

Delicious Hear Word
In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.
SAPPHO

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

Division Known Mindset Myself
Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass.
SAPPHO

Anand Thakur
You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us.
SAPPHO

Forget Future Thinking Time Yourself
Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
SAPPHO

Heart Mountain Myself Root Wild

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