Sappho to Gongyla

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My face was hot. My need was strong.

I saw you lifting your arms at the edge of the sea.

 

Did you truly expect to touch the sky?

You did not glance in my direction.

 

You did not hear me breathing as I breathed your name.

When the moon sets, I will still be here counting the stars.

 

 

Inspired by several papyrus fragments from the Greek

Here, Lydia Koniodou recites  Sappho’s “Gongyla” , inspired by a slightly different set of fragments.

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