What do we know about Sappho? That she was born sometime around B. Alcaeus calls her ''violet haired, pure, honey-smiling Sappho''; perhaps she looked like the young Elizabeth Taylor. She is said to have been married to a wealthy man, Cercylas; to have had a daughter, Kleis; and may have run a thiasos, a kind of finishing school for girls, dedicated to Aphrodite, Eros and the Muses. Of course Sappho also composed poetry: erotic, sensual, desperate poetry, filled with the anger of desire, wonder at the beauty of the desired one, the sweet languor of gratification. And now her verse has been elevated to new heights in a gorgeous translation by the poet Anne Carson, who is also director of graduate studies, classics, at McGill University in Montreal.
Sappho - Wikiquote
Analyze a literary device—most likely an image or metaphor—or series of devices you find in Plato, Sappho, or Catullus. In this fragmented remnant of one of her lyrical love poems, Sappho employs a simile to compare an unspecified figure to a sweetapple ripening on a difficult-to-reach branch of a tall fruit tree. These lines read more of desire and lust than of pure love; the applepickers know that the sweetapple is far from their clutches but nonetheless yearn for it. Still, they are unwilling to strive to reach out for her. There is a lack of true sentiment here, as the comparison of a woman to a sweetapple brings to mind images of consumption or, in this case, consummation and, inevitably, once the apple is freed from its position at the top of the tree, it is free to be eaten at the whim of the applepicker. The comparison of a young woman to a sweetapple is an interesting and highly conscious connection for Sappho to make.
Quote – “The Virgin”, Sappho
By examining the structure, language, and content of fragments 37, , , and , one can construct the idea of loss of innocence and longing for the narrators to reclaim their childhood. The focus of the fragments is on the yearning for the narrators to reclaim their bodies from the men that have taken their virginity, or from the father that gave it away. The yearning for the simplicity of childhood is not something that the narrators dwell on; rather they attempt to move forward with their lives.
Imagine that two millenia or so in the future, literary experts attempt to collect the glories of our literature. Most of our paper writings have crumbled into dust or used for kindling; all our digital files are long gone or indecipherable. English is a dead language and many of the cultural references are a complete puzzle to them. They have a strange jumble of popular and high literature: one partial summary of of the episodes of a saga called 'Star Trek', a fragment of an archive of fan fiction about a warrior princess named Xena, some quotes from various authors extracted from anthologies written three hundred years from now, and a few cryptic bits of poetry from somebody named Shakespeare, who was apparently very highly regarded, and wrote in an archaic dialect: specifically, one complete sonnet, a couple of soliloquies and a few random lines from his plays.