Blame Aphrodite

It's no use
Mother dear, I
can't finish my
weaving
You may
blame Aphrodite

soft as she is

she has almost
killed me with
love for that boy

Sappho
tr. Barnard

by Sappho

Comments (4)

Literally the origin of Too gay to function
sure am
Lovely poem
A painful truth revealed! lol smiling ironic like Tai