To Sappho, About Her Apple Poem by Aline Murray Kilmer
To Sappho, About Her Apple
THE highest apple swinging in the treetop
Fell in my two hands, eagerly uplifted.
For though I knew its height was half its fairness,
Still I would have it.
Now I am wise with centuries of wisdom.
I lift my voice to give your ashes comfort:
Sappho, the tempting fruit that hung above you
Was hard and bitter.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
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