If Not, Winter
@sapphobot.bsky.social
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fragments from Anne Carson’s translation. run by @maeveynot.bsky.social, pfp by @justchris.bsky.social, banner by Cy Twombly
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     far more sweetsounding than a lyre
golder than gold
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a very long farewell to the child of Polyanaktides
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full appeared the moon
and when they around the altar took their places
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and on the eyes
       black sleep of night
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for it is not right in a house of the Muses
   that there be lament
   this would not become us
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when all night long
       it pulls them down
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wealth without virtue is no harmless neighbor
but a mixture of both attains the height of happiness
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someone will remember us
          I say
          even in another time
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to those who have quite had their fill
of Gorgo
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and gold chickpeas were growing on the banks
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but there a bowl of ambrosia
    had been mixed
        and Hermes taking the jug poured wine for the gods
and then they all
    held cups
        and poured libation and prayed every good thing for the bridegroom
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delicate Adonis is dying
        Kythereia
          what should we do?
                    strike yourselves
              maidens
     and tear your garments
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stand to face me beloved
and open out the grace of your eyes
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I want to say something but shame
prevents me

yet if you had a desire for good or beautiful things
and your tongue were not concocting some evil to say,
shame would not hold down your eyes
but rather you would speak about what is just
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messenger of spring
       nightingale with a voice of longing
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why does Pandion’s daughter
           O Eirana
              the swallow
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I conversed with you in a dream
             Kyprogeneia
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Andromeda has a fine exchange
Sappho, why?
       Aphrodite giver of blessings
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I have a beautiful child who is like golden flowers
in form, darling Kleis
in exchange for whom I would not
               all Lydia or lovely
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Atthis, to you it has become hateful
to think of me and you fly to Andromeda