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  • Home
  • Poems
  • Books
    • Pasture and Flock
    • I, Clodia, and other portraits
    • Thicket
    • The gas leak
    • Catullus for children
    • The pastoral kitchen
    • The long road to teatime
    • Last stop before insomnia
    • Dear tombs, dear horizon
    • The Bedmaking Competition
  • About
  • Actions and Travels
  • News and Enthusiasms
  • Catullus translations
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YOUR CART

Caelius, I tell you Lesbia, our Lesbia, this
Lesbia loved by Catullus more than himself
and more than all he owns
now in alleyways and at the crossroads
tosses off any citizen of Rome
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