and Chaerephon
being just such a maniac —
you leap up — leaping — jumping — springing forth

out from the center of a lute, vibrato —
out from your tightrope string —
out from her thorny mean —

both (of you) in the (briarpatch) habit —
and he is shining —
and he runs toward me, like a hare —

and of me —
as my most inexhaustible lover —
he takes hold — of
my hand —


// 153β

Χαιρεφῶν δέ
ἅτε καὶ μανικὸς ὤν
ἀναπηδήσας
ἐκ μέσων
ἔθει πρός με
καί μου
λαβόμενος τῆς χειρός

//

shall we
go
down

to the oracle
again