Sappho: One Hundred Lyrics

by Bliss Carman




IN the quiet garden world,
Gold sunlight and shadow leaves
Flicker on the wall.

And the wind, a moment since,
With rose-petals strewed the path 


And the open door.

Now the moon-white butterflies
Float across the liquid air,
Glad as in a dream;

And, across thy lover’s heart, 

Visions of one scarlet mouth
With its maddening smile.