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How I wish I could be attired in the summertime, at least when I was 6.

March 22, 2007
 
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Update: I shall now try to make this post high brow, by posting one of Sappho’s poem’s, courtesy of Bill – who sent me this pic:

Leave Krete and come to this holy temple
where the graceful grove of apple trees
circles an altar smoking with frankincense.

Here roses leave shadows on the ground
and cold springs bubble through apple branches
where shuddering leaves pour down profound sleep.

In our meadow where horses graze
and wild flowers of spring blossom,
anise shoots fill the air with aroma.

And here, Queen Aphrodite, pour
heavenly nectar into gold cups
and fill them gracefully with sudden
joy.

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6 Comments leave one →
  1. Mystical Seeker permalink
    March 22, 2007 4:22 pm

    If we lived in a just and fair world, you could indeed be attired that way whenever you wanted to, just as a man can be attired that way in public whenever he wants to. But it isn’t a just and fair world, is it? 🙂

  2. Bill permalink
    March 22, 2007 4:37 pm

    I love this picture of Sappho.

    Here’s some information about the ancient Greek poet, Sappho of Lesbos

    It is known that Sappho was born to an aristocratic family in the city-state of Mytilene that was on Lesbos, an island in the realm of ancient Greece, around 630 B.C. She became an accomplished poet in her own time, so it is also thought that she learned to read and write at a very early age.
    There is a large portion of her poetry in which Sappho expresses a longing to return home. This is thought to be the result of her exile to Sicily during a political rebellion against the aristocrats in Lesbos. Although the people of Sicily welcomed her with open arms and even erected a statue in her honor, Sappho must have still longed to return to her true home.
    In all probability she was married and had children to keep with the custom of the time. In spite of this, her poems suggest that she may have had homosexual relationships with other women in Lesbos. Because of her openness about this, the word Lesbian (from Lesbos) began to be commonly used to describe homosexual women.

    This is one of her poems

    “Leave Krete and come to this holy temple
    where the graceful grove of apple trees
    circles an altar smoking with frankincense.

    Here roses leave shadows on the ground
    and cold springs bubble through apple branches
    where shuddering leaves pour down profound sleep.

    In our meadow where horses graze
    and wild flowers of spring blossom,
    anise shoots fill the air with aroma.

    And here, Queen Aphrodite, pour
    heavenly nectar into gold cups
    and fill them gracefully with sudden
    joy.”

  3. Padre Mickey permalink
    March 22, 2007 9:45 pm

    You didn’t look like that when you were six.

  4. Eileen permalink
    March 22, 2007 9:58 pm

    Well, the truth is, Padre, that I went searching for topless kids playing in sprinkler pics…and I couldn’t readily find any.

    Looking for nekkid kid shots puts one firmly into the territory of looking for things one shouldn’t look for. Not good behavior, even for a heretic! Even accidently finding kiddie porn – NOT ACCEPTABLE!!!!!

    Much easier to find adults Nekkid on Top. Beside, my friend Bill had already sent me this lovely rendering of Sappho.

    So, while I didn’t look like that at six, there are sometimes that I still envy the mens their acceptable toplessness, even as an adult.

    And I look just like Sappho!

  5. MadPriest permalink
    March 23, 2007 8:45 am

    You looked like this when you were 6?
    No wonder you had no trouble getting into the boys’ gang!

  6. David permalink
    March 23, 2007 10:23 am

    Stop it! Stop making me Think. About. Topless. Women.

    /me grins mischievously

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