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Sappho, Fragment 2He must be a god, who sits near
enough to listen to the loveliness
of your laughter, and the sweetness
of your voice. My breast is bursting
with blood eager to reach
each fingertip of my clenched fist.
Even a glimpse from across
the room can make me forget
how to speak, how my tongue
moves between my teeth.
And immediately a silken flame
burns underneath my skin,
my vision darkens, a clamor of ringing
fills my ears, I become damp
with fever, and my body is seized
Then I am paler than winter
wheat, and in this fit of madness
I am little better than dead.
And, though it all is foolishness, still
I will tell you.
strangersI could tell by the way you folded
The newspaper that you'd given up
hope of ever finding that long lost
pet, the remote for the TV
you pawned, the shrapnel
that had dug into your flesh
like a lover's fingernail,
broken off and left
to help you remember
that today would have been
her birthday. You couldn't help
me if I was drowning
because you never learned to swim
or no one tried to teach you
that the Good Samaritan was a stranger
who couldn't help
but steal the wounded man's wallet
as he lifted him
from the dusty ground.
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