"maybe there is a god but it's the one mantises are praying to" --@cringeunworthy.bsky.social
"This berry looked as if it had a personal trainer, a facialist and a team of dedicated stylists."
I watched the misty
Pleiades sink, Orion
followed them below;
it's midnight now; the blankness
is complete. I lie alone.
--Sappho (my tr.)
Tonight I've watched
the moon and then
the Pleiades
go down
the night is now
half-gone; youth
goes; I am
in bed alone
(tr Mary Barnard)
The weeping Pleiads wester
And the moon is under seas;
From bourn to bourn of midnight
Far sighs the rainy breeze:
It sighs from a lost country
To a land I have not known;
The weeping Pleiads wester,
And I lie down alone.
(tr A E Housman, as is the following:)
The rainy Pleiads wester,
Orion plunges prone,
And midnight strikes and hastens,
And I lie down alone.
The rainy Pleiads wester
And seek beyond the sea
The head that I shall dream of
That will not dream of me.
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