Three poems by Manuela Pellegrino

2020.04.11 | Introduction by Keith DeStone δέδυκε μὲν ἁ σελάννα . . . μέσαι δὲ νύκτες. The moon has gone down . . . it is the middle of the night. Only a young moon could have set so early, early enough that the middle of the night should be, as it was for Sappho in this famous poem, moonless. But what if the moon were a little older, and… Read more