Sappho

(c. 600 BCE / Greece)

Like the very gods in my sight is he - Poem by Sappho

Like the very gods in my sight is he who
sits where he can look in your eyes, who listens
close to you, to hear the soft voice, its sweetness
murmur in love and

laughter, all for him. But it breaks my spirit;
underneath my breast all the heart is shaken.
Let me only glance where you are, the voice dies,
I can say nothing,

but my lips are stricken to silence, underneath
my skin the tenuous flame suffuses;
nothing shows in front of my eyes, my ears are
muted in thunder.

And the sweat breaks running upon me, fever
shakes my body, paler I turn than grass is;
I can feel that I have been changed, I feel that
death has come near me.

Translated by Richmond Lattimore

Topic(s) of this poem: mythology


Comments about Like the very gods in my sight is he by Sappho

  • (6/7/2016 7:28:00 PM)


    .........a wonderful poem...the same as jealousy only written differently ★ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 10, 2015



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