Student Initiations Piç

Columbatim of sappho

In this bed, with soft light falling from
an alabaster lamp,
See intertwine, frolic
two snakes, two young beauties.

Snakes! these are not swans
By the grace and freshness,
wing trembles in its whiteness,
Breaking the shadows and lines.

Why sighs, sobs, fiery
couple whose breast beats? The fury of Sappho
troubled:

Set afloat
you empty your cuts of meat, away from the man, O precious
of Sodom!

poem sappho (Greece)