Sappho* Poem by Darlan M Cunha

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There are those who press their hands and their eyes
Safo's poems, his clean steps
of poisonous heresies, but, come to think of it,
in her time she suffered invasions
of lianas, of heras and of insects.
Where were Zeus, Démeter, and Aphrodite?
They were doing what, while Safo was grinding?
Even today this attitude continues about others and others.

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SAPPHO'S POEM


The moon falls, the pleiades fall and
It's midnight, time passes and
I just, lying here, wishing.

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Cai a lua, caem as plêiades e
É meia-noite, o tempo passa e
Eu só, aqui deitada, desejante.

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Δέδυκε μὲν ἀ σελάννα
καὶ Πληίαδες· μέσαι δὲ
νύκτες, παρὰ δ᾽ ἔρχετ᾽ ὤρα·
ἔγω δὲ μόνα κατεύδω.