Poet Tree

Careful sound-by-sound, word-by-word translation of the mysterious fragments yields more mystery. Not even One gleam I deem Facing upon Radi...

Some archaic ritual fragments that reveal some modern personal truths. Can't will Can't fill Entirely Though I would Flash my lampma...

Unlike Sappho 3's private meditation, this fragment places her within a ritual circle, in a song for public performance on the right ord...

This obscure Sappho fragment is a strikingly modern lyric on a timely topic, fame. Would give Reknown -- Elite elevation -- To my one. Hubri...

Certain Sappho fragments are sound evocations for mystery school ritual practices. Here are a few of the chants. As background, Khaireto = G...

Left my taxes at the tack store With my purple eyeglasses -- Another day older, I suppose. There's been so much of late to contemplate, ...

Say a little prayer for the adventure we concocted For ourselves on the fly. The tragedy unfolded On golden days, with calla lilies and oxyg...

Sappho is perhaps best known for her "erotic" fragments, which seem to have burned through the now-marred papyrus. The feeling has...

This long but heavily effaced fragment records the coherence of an historically important, divinely ordained wedding, giving maximal lyric i...

Names were more than labels in 7th-century BCE Greece; they were "instruction manuals" for a child's desired qualities. Sappho...

The surfers of Encinitas loll like seals on their Ghosts As the channelers look out to sea like fisherman’s wives, The endless horizon ever ...

Pumping gas by the Ali Baba motel When the world has changed: We know now the photos of the earth Are faked, the wars are agit-prop, The peo...

Jesus dying is now dead — It is done — The drone of air siren Nuclear holocaust alarm And the afternoon Can proceed Now that the belief slat...

We’re accustomed to believe spiritual power is vested in objects: the lucky rabbit’s foot, the Roman cross that transformed ego death into a...

Purple has always been the color of enlightenment and the enlightened ones. It is Aphrodite's color and the Greek mystery religion culti...

More repackaging of fragments a la a philologist, this time with a recurring theme of Adonis, the doomed mortal who became Aphrodite's l...

A nice Veneralia surprise for me that fragment 2 is in Sapphic stanzas and is about my favorite subject, the divine feminine. Diffuse here f...

I took the conventional road of seeing the scraps of Sappho's Epithalamia as separate expressions, only to find out it's all one coh...

The tack rooms are deserted, A red woodpecker sings Clinging to the pole As the silence grows loud. There is always room for a solo voice Wh...

I light the sage And literally create God in the sky,  Real only in my belief --  That's the revolution, The real altar of belief, The t...

As I explore these Sapphic fragments I notice they are not broken things at all but concentrated. Emotion lives on in words that demand rele...

Modern translations of Sappho can probably be summed up by how Ezra Pound famously or infamously translated or violated only the first three...

There are break-up poems and there's this Sappho break-up poem, still next-level despite inventing the genre. The papyrus has lost much ...

Hat tip Dionysus of Halicarnassus for allowing us to read the one remaining complete poem of Sappho. On rainbow throne hear my plea Aphrodit...

For centuries, fragment 58 existed only as a series of scraps that seemed to end with a mythological Tithonus rotting in the arms of the Daw...

Fragment 16 is one of only five reasonably complete fragments that remain from Sappho, who Plato called "the 10th muse," the inven...

Fragment 31 is arguably the most translated —and "untranslatable" — piece of lyric poetry in Western history. For 2,500 years, it...

A piece of spiritual journalism I arrive at the purple yang gate. The lioness asks “Attain the Tao how?” I’m immorally immortal Now, but I ...

The grass stalks are thick as trees, The moth flies lightly, as the breeze. Each taper of mustard vibrates the field On hills inundated with...

High Point beats Wisconsin “The boys we’re fighting for” The siesta is over Bottom dogs win again Sons are there to ignore High Point beats ...

A few last flakes of fear Exhale like smoke in the glare — This weapons-grade retrograde Disconnected the dots Dust of the fallen world What...

People can talk sometimes about something besides Themselves, what has been done to them. They can transcend the relief of their belief Into...