The Dust of Timas
by: Sappho (c. 610-570 B.C.)
translated by Edwin Arlington Robinson
This dust was Timas; and they say
That almost on her wedding day
She found her bridal home to be
The dark house of Persephone.
And many maidens, knowing then
That she would not come back again,
Unbound their curls; and all in tears,
They cut them off with sharpened shears.
