no word

• i have had not one word from her
  
  frankly i wish i were dead.
  when she left, she wept
  
  a great deal; she said to
  me, "this parting must be
  endured, sappho. i go unwillingly."
  
  i said, "go, and be happy
  but remember (you know
  well) whom you leave shackled by love
  
  "if you forget me, think
  of our gifts to aphrodite
  and all the loveliness that we shared
  "all the violet tiaras,
  braided rosebuds, dill and
  crocus twined around your young neck
  
  "myrrh poured on your head
  and on soft mats girls with
  all that they most wished for beside them
  
  "while no voices chanted
  choruses without ours,
  no woodlot bloomed in spring without song..."
  
  sappho