[It’s no use / Mother dear...]

By Sappho
Translated by Mary Barnard
It’s no use
 
Mother dear, I
can’t finish my
weaving
            You may
blame Aphrodite
 
soft as she is
 
she has almost
killed me with
love for that boy

Sappho, "[It’s no use / Mother dear...]" from Sappho, Translated by Mary Barnard, published by the University of California Press. Copyright © 2012 by The Estate of Mary Barnard.  Reprinted by permission of Estate of Mary Barnard.
Source: Sappho, Translated by Mary Barnard (University of California Press, 2012)