archives for Friday 11 May 2007
a day spent outside is a good day, encore
Friday 11 May 2007 | I like a cookie
Hey—I didn’t mean to bring anyone down with Friday Refrains. The possibility never even occurred to me, which maybe tells you something about being bipolar. Sorry if I repelled, offended or just plain grossed out anyone.
After another sleepless night, another magnificent gardening day, yielding four count ‘em four biodegradable bags of dandelions (blown far past […]
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friday refrains · lost daughters, part one
Friday 11 May 2007 | someone left a cookie
Ἕστι μοι κάλα πάισ χρυσίοισιν ἀνθέμοισιν
ἐμφέρην ἔχοισα μόρφαν, Κλῆισ ἀγαπάτα,
ἀντι τᾶσ ἔγω οὐδὲ Λυδίαν παῖσαν οὐδ᾽ ἔρανναν.
I have a small daughter who is beautiful
like a gold flower. I would not trade
my darling Kleïs for all Lydia or even
for lovely Lesbos.
—Sappho (tr. Willis Barnstone)
For all the wide, vasty reaches of literature, there are surprisingly few poems […]
