Sunday, August 12, 2012

Of Appreciation and Disappoinment

Tonight I’ve watched
The moon and then the Pleiades
go down
The night is now half-gone; youth goes; I am
in bed alone
It is clear now:
Neither honey nor the honey bee is to be mine again

 -Sappho 
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