4 January 2008 § Leave a comment

Upon reading Sappho’s fragments, including:
] beautiful he
] stirs up still things
] exhaustion the mind
] settles down
] but come O beloveds
] for day is near
– Sappho, fragment 43


fragments –
these and all
the translations of
soul to ink, fragments
and traces,
like the trace of the divine –
ash on your shoulder,
hand wrapped around smooth ankle,
an Upanishad of want.

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