Sappho’s Liar

This poem was written in response to the question, How many lies have you told?


Sappho’s Liar

By Sarah Teresa Cook

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

~Fragment 51, translated by Anne Carson




I know nothing of [inhibition]




can’t point at the sky without going there




maturity, or desire?




…a swath of skin trying to register its own caress…




what I love most: [ ]




music




how the world upside down is still the world




every poem, every line, every turn of phrase… something new is blooming




desire, I think—[must?]—is never the problem




it’s funny to be a little… dishonest sometimes




to pretend this and that are less cousined than they are




every oath, every ruin, every mask: unprecedented




each feeling a brand new one




how it shocks the room with temporary light

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