"Eternal Aphrodite,
rainbow-crowned,
you cunning, wily, child of
Zeus
I beg you
do not break me, Lady,
with the pain of
misled
love."
Sappho, 625-570 B. C.
I grow orchids in a small addition to our house, suitably called the "Orchid Room." When the blooms are at their peak, I can spend hours taking pictures of them. Sometimes I think I like my pictures as much as the orchids themselves. Some have a dramatic, moody quality, others a light transcendence. I search through my poetry books, looking for lines that express what I feel. Whether I find the right ones or not, all the orchids are in themselves, stunning and lovely.