Well, it's Thursday in Norway, isn't it?

[vaznetti]

Something about this reminded me of spican. Happy birthday!


Sappho, fr. 96

...often turning her mind in this direction...

...she regarded you
as a goddess made manifest,
and in your song she took most delight.

But now among Lydian women she shines forth,
as sometimes, after sunset,
the rosy-fingered moon

surpasses all the stars; its light is
spread alike over salt sea
and fields of many flowers;

the dew is shed in loveliness;
roses bloom, and tender chervil,
and flowery melilot;

and often, pacing to and fro,
she remembers gentle Atthis with yearning...

Comments

[cassandre.livejournal.com]

This is so beautiful. Lucky spican. Is it your own translation?

[vaznetti]

It's from a collection of lyric translated by Andrew Miller. Nice, isn't it?

{{{{{dear Vanzetti}}}}}

[spican.livejournal.com]

That made you think of me? I don't know a sufficient thank you for that. But thank you. :) It's more than lovely.