child of Zeus, weaver of wiles,
I beg you,
do not crush my spirit with anguish, Lady,
but come to me now…
Nor was I so foolish
as to scorn pleasant toys.
Pick up your lyre
and sing to us of her who wears
violets on her breasts. Sing especially
of her who is wandering.
2 thoughts on “Fragments of Sappho”
Two questions for you, O Wagging One:
First, are these your own takes on Sappho, your own versions of some of her fragments, or are these inspired by her and just sound an awful lot like her? (I have no scorn nor resentment for the latter, incidentally, since pseudepigraphy is an enjoyable indulgence of mine as well!)
Second, can you say a bit more about the images you’ve included here? Especially the latter two, but the first one is also intriguing! ;)
I got the fragments from here:
The bottom two images reflect the two most important relationships she has within the Starry traditions – Hermes and Dionysos.
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