fragments

While little of the poet’s work survives, and very little context is known, we have made an effort to piece these fragments together in a manner that may be interpreted as cohesive if the reader chooses.

Sappho
Greek
c. 630 B.C. – c. 570 B.C.

 

Pain penetrates

Me drop
by drop

You may forget but

Let me tell you
this: someone in
some future time
will think of us

Before they were mothers

Leto and Niobe
had been the most
devoted of friends

If you are squeamish

Don’t prod the
beach rubble

Experience shows us

Wealth unchaperoned
by Virtue is never
an innocuous neighbor

We know this much

Death is an evil;
we have the gods’
word for it; they too
would die if death
were a good thing