1001

 

There are exactly 1001 

dilemmas that/which make up a story.


A poem speaks for itself. 

Sappho/Psappha

The poetess,

The Tenth Muse, 

Whose words were changed to 

suit the audience,

Sometimes,

No 31 becomes

a solitary song

overheard

the/her

Sapphic meter

carries the strength

Of Love and Passion

Over and Over

Her piety was/is

formidable.


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