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Theme: Art

1. watercolor
2. charcoal
3. collage
4. silhouette
5. pastels
6. colored pencil
7. crayon
8. pen & ink
9. scratchboard
10. sumi-e
11. pencil
12. ink wash
13. markers
14. abstract
15. scrapbook

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Theme: Literary

1. You with pattern-woven flowers, immortal Aphrodite, / child of Zeus, weaver of wiles, I implore you, / do not devastate with aches and sorrows, / Mistress, my heart! (Sappho 1, "Prayer to Aphrodite" translated by Gregory Nagy)
2. How can someone not be hurt over and over again, O Queen Kypris [Aphrodite], whenever one loves whatever person and wishes very much not to let go of the passion? [What kind of purpose] do you have [in mind], uncaringly rending me apart in my [desire] as my knees buckle? (Sappho Kypris Song 1–6, translated by Gregory Nagy)
3. "Who is doing you, / Sappho, wrong? / For if she is fleeing now, soon she will give chase. / If she is not / taking gifts, soon she will be giving them. / If she does not love, soon she will love / even against her will.” (Sappho 1, "Prayer to Aphrodite" translated by Gregory Nagy)
4. And I—aware of my own self— I know this. (Sappho Song 26.11-12, translated by Gregory Nagy)
5. Whatever thing he wants in his heart to happen, let that thing be fulfilled. And however many mistakes he made in the past, undo them all. (Sappho Song 5.1–11, translated by Gregory Nagy)
6. Don’t you have the resources for me to be able, Mother, to celebrate at the right season the festival, which is a delight for [us] mortals, creatures of the day that we are? (Sappho Song 9, translated by Gregory Nagy)
7. I tell you / someone will remember us / in the future. (translated by Julia Dubnoff)
8. Now, I shall sing these songs / Beautifully / for my companions. (translated by Julia Dubnoff)
9. The moon is set. And the Pleiades. / It’s the middle of the night. / Time passes. / But I sleep alone. (translated by Julia Dubnoff)
10. But come, dear companions, / For day is near. (translated by Julia Dubnoff)
11. I desire / And I crave. (translated by Julia Dubnoff)
12. Listening to your sweet voice and exquisite laughter / That makes my heart so wildly beat in my breast. / If I but see you for a moment, then all my words / Leave me, my tongue is broken and a sudden fire / Creeps through my blood. No longer can I see. (Sappho 31, translated by Edward Storer)
13. When she left, she wept / a great deal; she said to me, “This parting must be / endured, Sappho. I go unwillingly.” (translated by Mary Barnard)
14. On soft beds you satisfied your passion. / And there was no dance, / no holy place / from which we were absent. (translated by Julia Dubnoff)
15. As a wind in the mountains / assaults an oak, / Love shook my breast. (translated by Julia Dubnoff)

from poetry and songs of Sappho

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