poet Sappho


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Sleep, Darling

Sleep, darling
I have a small
daughter called
Cleis, who is

like a golden
I wouldn't
take all Croesus'
kingdom with love
thrown in, for her


Don't ask me what to wear
I have no embroidered
headband from Sardis to
give you, Cleis, such as
I wore
and my mother
always said that in her
day a purple ribbon
looped in the hair was thought
to be high style indeed

but we were dark:
a girl
whose hair is yellower than
torchlight should wear no
headdress but fresh flowers

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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Comments about Sleep, Darling by Sappho

  • Morgan Michaels (12/4/2019 9:32:00 PM)

    Beautiful. Indirect praise of a daughter's beauty sets a tone of thrilling intimacy. This is what makes you fall in love with a poem.

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  • * Sunprincess * (9/6/2015 11:25:00 AM)

    .............this is beautiful, with lovely imagery ★

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