More apocalypse, less angst
So I’ve got to admit – this whole family holiday thing is a new, strange deal for me. Not that this trip to NYC is the first one or anything, but it is certainly the most destination-y one so far. You see, prior to… Continue Reading “New York City – Day One”
I will have naught to do whether with lover or husband Albeit he comes to me with strength and passion I will live at home in perfect chastity Beautifully dressed and wearing a saffron-coloured gown To this end I may inspire my husband with… Continue Reading “Not clad in diaphanous garments, nor shod in dainty slippers”
(Above video an example of the ancient Greek Lyre – in the style that Sappho would most likely have played). Of all the things I’ve read so far, Sappho was the writer who drove me immediately from reading into writing down my impressions of… Continue Reading “Laundry, love and the lyre (Sappho 2)”
(My pre and post-class notes on The Symposium). Long before I had ever heard of the Symposium, a reading of Voltaire made me aware of the speech of Aristophanes which occurs about halfway through the text. Immortalized in many media forms (not the least… Continue Reading “Love in the time of Socrates”
I had a total sewing fail this week – wonky dress pattern with at least one wrong-sized piece from the manufacturer – and a plaid I didn’t have enough of to match up properly so the dress bodice came out looking strange. I never… Continue Reading “When quitting is getting ahead.”