Lazy Sapphic Afternoon

After talking with folks at the Bisbee Farmer’s Market, doing my laundry, and checking my post office box in Bisbee, I drove back to my desert home, hung out the laundry, and took a nap. I woke up after a while, finding that Dingo and the tomcat were sprawled out on the bed near me. I began to re-read Mary Barnard’s wonderful translations of Sappho’s poems.

I noticed a bit of distracting commotion; the tomcat seemed to have pounced on something — a fly, perhaps? Suddenly the cat jumped up, looking perturbed, and swiped at his mouth with one paw. He jumped off the bed and ran under it. I saw a moribund honeybee where the cat had been, picked it up, and flung it onto the floor.

I returned to my book after this mild domestic calamity and found this poem, one I’ve always liked, perhaps more so now that I am older:




One comment on “Lazy Sapphic Afternoon

  1. Leslie says:

    Nice, Larry. the cat calamity and setting the scene were a bonus.

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