Reading Cahill introduced me to two more poems I quite appreciate. The first is entitled either "The Lament of the Old Woman of Beare" or "The Hag of Beare" and is an Irish poem about an old nun remembering her younger days. It is thought to be a great metaphor for the transition of Ireland from paganism to Christianity. It is too long to print here but the link is as follows: http://www.maryjones.us/ctexts/beare.html
The last is another poem by Sappho which simply cements in me how incredible a poet I think she was.
Star of Evening, herd them home
whom Dawn dispersed, now day is over:
kid to its, lamb to its, child to its
mother.
whom Dawn dispersed, now day is over:
kid to its, lamb to its, child to its
mother.