Sappho - Girls You Be Ardent (Poetry Reading)

Girls, you be ardent for the fragrant-blossomed
Muses’ lovely gifts, for the clear melodious lyre:

But now old age has seized my tender body,
Now my hair is white, and no longer dark.

My heart’s heavy, my legs won’t support me,
That once were fleet as fawns, in the dance.

I grieve often for my state; what can I do?
Being human, there’s no way not to grow old.

Rosy-armed Dawn, they say, love-smitten,
Once carried Tithonus off to the world’s end:

Handsome and young he was then, yet at last
Grey age caught that spouse of an immortal wife. Translated by A. S. Kline

[raykaplan]

As the Brits say: Bloody awesomely amazing reading of this classic lamentation of… well, what the lucky few of us will inevitably experience: lamentation of what has all but slipped away as we age, yet will always remain in our souls that he/she branded along the way 🙏👏👍🫵