Miriam Sagan

A Reconstruction

I wanted to write something
Pastel, abstract, repetitive

Standing at the gate
Looking for you
In the empty street

Like a complete translations
Of the fragments of Sappho
Including individual words
That have lost all context
"Those" and
"Colorless."

Mid-afternoon,
A desire, which
Then like water
Evaporates...

You said: you don't want to write it,
You want to paint it

Those pampa grasses
Cast a shadow, more purple
Than colorless.
Well, as long as you want
In this life
In the next life.