“The sea that is always counting.”
And her Achilles went to make amends, Walking alone beside the broken lace that hung Over the sea’s green fist. The sea that is always counting. Christopher Logue, “Pax”, from War…
Poca favilla gran fiamma seconda
And her Achilles went to make amends, Walking alone beside the broken lace that hung Over the sea’s green fist. The sea that is always counting. Christopher Logue, “Pax”, from War…
When I read this passage from Adam Nicolson’s Why Homer Matters (NYTimes review here) a few weeks ago I was struck at how relevant it seemed to the (then upcoming) election. I…