When you see this, post your favorite poem in your journal.

[shadowkittykat_]

 When you see this, post your favorite poem in your journal.

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun

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[shadowkittykat_]

it's the Power of Shakespeare. He erases all other poems. Except Sappho. Gay chicks [well, more likely bi, but anyway] from Lesbos just plain win. In any category. Also, her surviving poems are so pretty (my second fave, really). Behold:

Iridescent-throned Aphrodite, deathless
Child of Zeus, wile-weaver, I now implore you,
Don't--I beg you, Lady--with pains and torments
Crush down my spirit,
But before if ever you've heard my pleadings
Then return, as once when you left your father's
Golden house; you yoked to your shining car your
Wing-whirring sparrows;
Skimming down the paths of the sky's bright ether
On they brought you over the earth's black bosom,
Swiftly--then you stood with a sudden brilliance,
Goddess, before me;
Deathless face alight with your smile, you asked me
What I suffered, who was my cause of anguish,
What would ease the pain of my frantic mind, and
Why had I called you
To my side: "And whom should Persuasion summon
Here, to soothe the sting of your passion this time?
Who is now abusing you, Sappho? Who is
Treating you cruelly?
Now she runs away, but she'll soon pursue you;
Gifts she now rejects--soon enough she'll give them;
Now she doesn't love you, but soon her heart will
Burn, though unwilling."
Come to me once more, and abate my torment;
Take the bitter care from my mind, and give me
All I long for; Lady, in all my battles
Fight as my comrade.

(and the rhythm is, of course, all messed up from translation, but the imagery alone... <3)