Many blessings on Kassia: a bold and beautiful Byzantine poet
Intelligent, perceptive, creative:
And wise, so-wise with beautiful clear, blue eyes.
For, as you make clear in your verse, the false lust of adultery is a sin of man
Devised to ruin the goodness of woman
And it is a temptation that must accept the full springs of tears,
As you who bring the rain to wash us clean and fresh
Bow down to the sighs of my fluttered heart.
You altered our realm of being by your incomprehensible incarnation
And now the followers of a desert-seer dismiss your revelation
As less than nothing and want to kill all of those who proclaim you
As the risen Christ. Your wisdom sits plainly amongst the whores and robbers
Of port cities. Your beauty is a sunset reflected in the tired eyes
Of lovers who will not sell their soul no matter what the price.
I kiss your feet as if they were the feet of Eve last heard in Paradise
Your few devotees left here in what was Byzantium hide themselves away in fear
Of their sons being taken for Jannisaries.
Who can count the depth of your mercy or the height of the wisdom
Displayed in your judgement of tone and word
In your poetry. Only you, Kassia, only you, dearest heart.