If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho
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In this “gorgeous translation” (The New York Times), one of our most fearless and original poets provides a tantalizing window onto the genius of a woman whose lyric power spans millennia. Of the nine books of lyrics the ancient Greek poet Sappho is said to have composed, only one poem has survived complete. The rest are fragments. In this miraculous new translation, acclaimed poet and classicist Anne Carson presents all of Sappho’s fragments, in Greek and in English, as if on the ragged scraps of papyrus that preserve them, inviting a thrill of discovery and conjecture that can be described only as electric—or, to use Sappho’s words, as “thin fire … racing under skin.” “Carson is in many ways [Sappho’s] ideal translator…. Her command of language is hones to a perfect edge and her approach to the text, respectful yet imaginative, results in verse that lets Sappho shine forth.” —Los Angeles Times
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Weight | 1.54 kg |
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Dimensions | 2.29 × 13.14 × 2.32 cm |
PubliCanadation City/Country | USA |
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Pages | 416 |
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Year Published | 2003-8-12 |
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ISBN 10 | 0375724516 |
About The Author | ANNE CARSON was born in Canada and has been a professor of Classics for over thirty years. Her awards and honors include the Lannan Award, the Pushcart Prize, the Griffin Trust Award for Excellence in Poetry, and fellowships from the Guggenheim and MacArthur Foundations. |
“[Sappho’s] verse has been elevated to new heights in [this] gorgeous translation.” —The New York Times “This Sappho is whispering in our ear in a language we can understand.” —Time Out New York “Carson is in many ways [Sappho’s] ideal translator…. Her command of language is honed to a perfect edge and her approach to the text, respectful yet imaginative, results in verse that lets Sappho shine forth.” —Los Angeles Times “A selfless, faithful, and boldly delicate achievement.” —Boston Review |
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Excerpt From Book | Fragment 22 ] ]work ]face ] ] if not, winter ]no pain ]]I bid you singof Gongyla, Abanthis, taking upyour lyre as (now again) longing floats around you.you beauty. For her dress when you saw itstirred you. And I rejoice.In fact she herself once blamed me Kyprogeneiabecause I prayedthis word:I wantFragment 47 Eros shook mymind like a mountain wind falling on oak treesFragment 52I would not think to touch the sky with two armsFragment 56not one girl I think who looks on the light of the sun will ever have wisdom like thisFragment 147someone will remember us I say even in another timeFragment 162with what eyes? |
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