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A Sapphic Stanza

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As I'm sitting on the terrace in the sun in the hills above Skala Eresou I thought I'd better try.... so this is a first effort and I can promise you a) it's not right and b) it's dreadfully dreadfully hard! So I will try again and maybe even do a second verse!

When sparrows and leaves on drifting ochre skies
Smile, your flower with scented waves of honey
Sweetly soft curls float and fingers gently touch
Gold sunlight kisses
 
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As I'm sitting on the terrace in the sun in the hills above Skala Eresou I thought I'd better try.... so this is a first effort and I can promise you a) it's not right and b) it's dreadfully dreadfully hard! So I will try again and maybe even do a second verse!

When sparrows and leaves on drifting ochre skies
Smile, your flower with scented waves of honey
Sweetly soft curls float and fingers gently touch
Gold sunlight kisses

I like it. :)
 
As I'm sitting on the terrace in the sun in the hills above Skala Eresou I thought I'd better try.... so this is a first effort and I can promise you a) it's not right and b) it's dreadfully dreadfully hard! So I will try again and maybe even do a second verse!

When sparrows and leaves on drifting ochre skies
Smile, your flower with scented waves of honey
Sweetly soft curls float and fingers gently touch
Gold sunlight kisses

As soon as I heard your travel plans, Pkin, I thought "Ah, that'll stir her muse! :) Prepare for more beautiful phrases from Pkindenhaag! :)"

And you haven't disappointed! :)
 
As I'm sitting on the terrace in the sun in the hills above Skala Eresou I thought I'd better try.... so this is a first effort and I can promise you a) it's not right and b) it's dreadfully dreadfully hard! So I will try again and maybe even do a second verse!

When sparrows and leaves on drifting ochre skies
Smile, your flower with scented waves of honey
Sweetly soft curls float and fingers gently touch
Gold sunlight kisses


What is not right about this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

PK? We both know! It is soooooo completely correct.

The sparrows are horrid birds that rip and tug and steal.

Butterflies within the terror feed and refresh.

The sun burns with such golden fire!


;)
 
that's lovely pk
It reminds me of a fragment of Sappho that I did into Scots a while back:

Δέδυκε μεν ἀ σελάννα
καὶ Πληΐαδεσ, μέσαι δὲ
νύκτεσ πάρα δ᾽ ἔρχετ᾽ ὤρα,
ἔγω δὲ μόνα κατεύδω. [

The seiven sters hae gane frae the lift,
The mune’s awa. I the hou-dumb-deid
Hours skitter.
Alane, a lie.


An English version (anon):

The sinking moon has left the sky,
The Pleiades have also gone.
Midnight comes--and goes, the hours fly
And solitary still, I lie.
 
Not proper Sapphic meter, but a bit of fun:


Fair isle of Sapphos, thy warm winds caress me
Gentle thy beauty, stirring my emotions
Spirit of Sapphos, touch my soul and bless me
Perfect location!


Glad you're having a wonderful time, Pk! :)
 
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