(c. 600 BCE / Greece)

Cleis - Poem by Sappho

Sleep, darling
I have a small
daughter called
Cleis, who is

like a golden
I wouldn't
take all Croesus'
kingdom with love
thrown in, for her


Don't ask me what to wear
I have no embroidered
headband from Sardis to
give you, Cleis, such as
I wore
and my mother
always said that in her
day a purple ribbon
looped in the hair was thought
to be high style indeed

but we were dark:
a girl
whose hair is yellower than
torchlight should wear no
headdress but fresh flowers

tr. Barnard

Comments about Cleis by Sappho

  • Gold Star - 30,077 Points * Sunprincess * (9/4/2015 8:09:00 PM)

    ....beautiful the imagery of purple ribbons - -★ (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 5,757 Points Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black (8/19/2014 11:33:00 AM)

    Sappho you are a real classic and a treasure to read... (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,457 Points Sayeed Abubakar (7/31/2013 6:34:00 AM)

    What a touchy poem! I am utterly touched by the language of a lovely mother. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 957 Points Uriah Hamilton (5/12/2005 11:12:00 AM)

    what sunlight, what youthfulness, what tenderness does not exude from my beloved Sappho? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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