Who art thou, O shipwrecked stranger ?
Leontichus found thee here a corpse upon the beach,
and covered thee in this tomb, with tears for his own hazardous life.
For no quiet life is his either, but restless as the gull
he roams the sea.
Callimachus
This is going to sound wholly pretentious, but I sat and read and re-read this over a cup of Earl Grey Tea. It’s a long time since I read anything translated from Classical Greek. There’s something about the feel of this that reminds me of tanka (there I go again – pretentious!).
MM
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tea and poetry…ah, sublime.
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