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I forget my nickname on my phone sometimes…
Back on my classics bullshit.
please laugh, it’s 4:17am here and i’m GIGGLING
I can't believe it's real Greek history that Socrates was sentenced to death for being annoying. That is real democracy babes!!!
Why is the ancient Greek word for harm literally blapto βλάπτω? It's so unserious sounding...
Currently trying to pick my major like:
the fact that is impossible for me, in one life, to study classical studies, archaeology, international relations, all the literature in the world, get a languages degree in italian, german, greek, latin, russian and french; learn how to play the violin and also piano, cello, guitar and the flute; learn how to sing, both modern singing and classical singing/opera; is my villain origin story.
Currently trying to pick my major like:
the fact that is impossible for me, in one life, to study classical studies, archaeology, international relations, all the literature in the world, get a languages degree in italian, german, greek, latin, russian and french; learn how to play the violin and also piano, cello, guitar and the flute; learn how to sing, both modern singing and classical singing/opera; is my villain origin story.
Cubitum eamus?
I was surrounded by green landscapes. The leaves' and trees' color matched with my flowy skirt. My mustardish skirt danced with the breeze, a graceful waltz under the blinding light of my usual guest. This guest has always been there with me. Specifically every Sunday. And peculiarly its light gets stronger and brighter everytime that I appear in its presence. It's really strange. Perhaps, Zeus is content when seeing me, and his only way to contact me is by increasing the brightness of his Sun. Nonetheless, I'm thankful of it.
I could feel the warm breeze timidly touching my bare arms and uncovered shoulders. It was such a hair-raising feeling that it bizarrely made me slowly close my eyes while enjoying that docile embrace.
The crunch of grass under boots made my eyes slam open. That crunch of boots on dew-kissed ground resonates - a rythmic dance between man and nature. Each step, a whispered promise of connection, as if the meadow itself aknowledged his presence.
I turned around. There stopped a gigantic man. He was so majestic that I nearly stopped breathing. There was no oxygen enough for me. The nature was taking it from me.
Despite this, I continued looking at him. I didn't dare to say a thing. No voice could get out of my mouth.
I was so mesmerized by him that I didn't notice he was getting closer and closer to me. I was laying on top of the meadow. Undoubtedly, I was looking like a sloppy little girl and unashamedly I was staying there unmoving.
Surprisingly, he stretched his arm to me. Oh God. What did I think that he was going to do? That, I better not share with you.
"Aventurine. What are you doing here? Shouldn't you..."
I shockingly raised my head. How did he know my name? That I didn't know, nevertheless, I didn't really care. My name softly coming out his fleshy lips ignited a burning heat inside my heart and tiny body. I obviously zoned out and I didn't bother listening to what he was saying.
nobody:
odysseus: …exactly
you got me hooked to the paul woodruff translation now
oh my GOD i'm so glad! i loved the paul woodruff translation of Antigone and would love to know what you think! I thought it was so interesting how he was saying that some scholars believe that Sophocles is inconsistent and bad at characterization because his characters often say one thing and do the other, because I totally disagree with those scholars! Sophocles is so good at writing characters (such as Antigone herself) who are so compelling because they aren't always consistent- instead they are complicated people who have multiple conflicting motivations. Haemon is such an interesting example of this in particular- I love how in the Woodruff translation he's initially very cool and laid back about Antigone being put to death but as the play goes on it's slowly revealed how much he cares about her. Audiences/ readers love being pleasantly surprised and I think that Sophocles' characters are always pleasantly surprising us!
I LOVE EMILY WILSON!!!!
Introduction to The Iliad, Emily Wilson