breathing out

on a soft pillow I will lay down my limbs

 Eros shook my mind like a mountain wind falling on oak trees

 you came and I was crazy for you and you cooled my mind that burned with longing

 for the man who is beautiful is beautiful to see

 but the good man at once also beautiful be

I don't know what to do
two states of mind in me

 I would not think to touch the sky with two arms

 you will go your way among dim shapes

 having been breathed out

all text by sappho, translated by Anne Carson
images are of work in progress, The Cloud In Me - stitched cotton quilt