(1) Sappho, Fragments still tell us........(2) End of Spring.

                           1.

Sappho, Fragments still tell us.............



Sappho......................your voice always
...............................................................
Only......................................................
It is not your sexuality that intrigues me,
It is just that your poems are pure music
Designed to be sung in our hearts.
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......................................................indeed
................the briefest of fragments.........
....dropped among Samian Ware..............
.................discarded sandals.....................
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.....the fetid remnants of an army cesspit..
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Is this, perhaps, the future of all culture?..
To be part extinguished in rubble, and......
....half rotted excrement.............................
...................................................................
...........................but yes.............................
Our (responsibilities) .....always with us... .
............................travails in the underworld
.....irrevocable loses.....................................
So.................................................................
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........................................Sappho, I..............
............in my time........................continue...
and................................................................
.......aware of your guidance.........................
......................................................................
.......the wind touched Lyre...........................
............................................................O.......
..........the Lark overhead...............................
..............................................soaring.............



Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
May 7th. - 8th. - 16th. 2015.

Written while listening to the results of the General Election.

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                        2.      


            End of Spring



 The Tulips are falling apart
          Broken vessels
Losing their hold on the sun



Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
May 15th. 2015.