Bits and pieces from our little corner of Texas.
Sappho’s works have retained their greatness through millennia and near-destruction and having to be filtered through the eyes of smoothbrained schmucks like myself, which I think tells you all you need to know about her ability to somehow speak straight to the human soul.
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I hate that I still feel like such a dunderhead when it comes to poetry, but I’m about ready to admit defeat.
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I more or less enjoyed reading this one. The poem had a way of inducing a kind of irresistible mood, by turns eerie and somber.
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