The poet as compass
An enigmatic statement, perhaps born of the difficulty of pinning down Odysseus' journey on a real map, although there is...
Sheer from the sea
In 1916, in the middle of the First World War, Louis Golding sailed passed Ithaca. Minds were on other things...
Limb-consuming Scylla
I appreciated Nicolson's summing up the twin terrors as two aspects of the female threat.
'After the monstrous-beautiful Sirens, Odysseus...
Flat-footed view
Nicolson's writing helped cure me of any 'flat-footed view' I may have had of the Bronze Age, spinning its warriors...
Insubstantial rock-hard durability
The durability of things and of cultures intrigues me; and particularly when those artefacts are themselves physically fragile or insubstantial.
...Monstrous-beautiful Sirens
The prelude to the monstrous-destructive obstacles Odysseus has to overcome, or bypass, to reach home.
'After the monstrous-beautiful Sirens, Odysseus...
Poems for my family 006 – Cavafy
This poem has been in my mental saddlebags for about a quarter of a century. I can't remember how I...
Body-gulping Charybdis
If ever there was an argument for steering a middle course, it is the horrific pair of sailor slayers, Scylla...
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