I would not think to touch the sky with two arms
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Anand Thakur
I would not think to touch the sky with two arms
SAPPHOWould 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.
SAPPHOWith his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down
SAPPHODeath is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
SAPPHONo honey for me, if it comes with a bee.
SAPPHONow the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery.
SAPPHOIf you are squeamish Don’t prod the beach rubble.
SAPPHODancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass.
SAPPHOI will let my body flow like water over the gentle cushions.
SAPPHOLove is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.
SAPPHOYou may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us.
SAPPHOWhat cannot be said will be wept.
SAPPHOLove – bittersweet, irrepressible – loosens my limbs and I tremble.
SAPPHOThe 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.
SAPPHOFor some the fairest thing on the dark earth is Thermopylae, And the Spartan phalanx lowering lances to die.
SAPPHOThe moon has set, and the Pleiades; it is midnight, and time passes, and I sleep alone.
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