“ My voice rings down through thousands of years to coil around your body and give you strength, you who have wept in direct sunlight, who have hungered in invisible chains, tremble to the cadence of my… Rita Mae Brown
“ Sapphic ChordsOn what marble stones would you scratch your love today?Spray it on brick walls, rap it in pool halls,hang it on the clothes line with you lingerie?Oh, Sappho!Would you swing a softball… Nancy Boutilier
“ You write poetry?" Klaus asked.He had read a lot about poets but had never met one."Just a little bit," Isadora said modestly. "I write poems down in this notebook. It's an interest of mine.""Sappho!"… Lemony Snicket
“ Sappho isn't really meant to be read. It's meant to be sung and there were dances for the songs, also. Sappho was a performance artist, and now she exists as a textual project. She was saved by her cr… Alexander Chee
“ The inextinguishable lesbian spark. You've surely heard about it? The one that was first ignited at Lesbos, because Sappho was so sad every time a young woman left the academy that she wrote her a poe… Gerd Brantenberg
“ And now it is said of meThat my love is nothing because I have borne no children, Or because I have fathered none;That I twisted the twig in my handsAnd cut the blossom free too soon from the seed;Tha… James Wright
“ Eros, again now, the loosener of limbs troubles me,Bittersweet, sly, uncontrollable creature…. Sappho
