Sunday, November 14, 2010

"Where There Once Was a Forest, a Region of Concrete"

Patrick is in an apocalyptic mood this weekend, reading C.H.Sisson's translation of Horace's Ode II.15, quoted above.  Sisson's rendering is free; Horace didn't know about the South Bank and the Arts Council.  Also somewhat abstract: Sisson begins "There will be nothing soon for the plough/  But huge bulks everywhere;" David Ferry offers "It won't be long before the little farms/Will be crowded out of being by the great/Estates."

Meta note: larger font, yes.  I wonder if I like it.

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