Fragment of Alaceus
(a woman sings)
I know you Shame
The bleat of a fawn in my breast
his milk-antlers knuckling my heart
it is rage he is trying to express!
as a girl I would’ve known what to do.
birds joined the lake to the town
the peaks trailing vines the spring’s bright sound oh
as a girl
What you give a whore is as good as ballast
believe me I’m a whore! foaming like the sea
when you take up with whores
you breathe in gladness
breathe out remorse