Δέδυκε μεν ἀ σελάννα καὶ Πληΐαδεσ, μέσαι δὲ νύκτεσ πάρα δ᾽ ἔρχετ᾽ ὤρα, ἔγω δὲ μόνα κατεύδω [Sappho] The Moon has left the sky, Lost is the Pleiads’ light; It is midnight, And time slips by, But on my couch alone I lie. [trans. J Addington Symonds]
Daily Archives: September 21, 2017
Autumn Equinox
Turning of the season, from life to death. Ghostlike we move from one to another. Ends and beginnings, beginnings and ends. Tears falling, silently upon sodden soil. Like apples, falling from the tree. Bruised. Still, hidden within, a heartbeat waiting for Lambtide. ©Shullie H Porter 2017
The Delightful Mrs P 