Tag: Poetry
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Sulpicia
Many women, we know, wrote poetry in ancient Rome. The works of only one have survived. This poem by Sulpicia, the niece of the distinguished statesman and patron of letters Valerius Messalla Corvinus, allow us to hear an aristocratic female voice from the late first century B.C. and the Augustan milieu of Horace and Virgil.…
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Statius – An Ode to Sleep
An Ode To Sleep by Publius Papinius Statius, a Latin poet of the 1st century CE. Gentle divinity, how have I merited?Whither, unfortunate wretch, have I strayed,Thus of thy bounty to lie disenherited –I alone whilst every other is paid?Sleeping are cattle and birds without number,Beasts of the wilderness rest in their lair;Even the hills,…
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Echo and Narcissus
Narcissus and Echo (45–79 AD), wall painting from Pompeii Praise for Tales from Ovid: ‘A breathtaking book…To compare his versions with the Latin is to be awestruck again and again by the range and ingenuity of his poetic intelligence…He rescues the old gods and goddesses from the classical dictionaries and gives them back their terror. There should…
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Tiresias
Praise for Tales from Ovid: ‘A breathtaking book…To compare his versions with the Latin is to be awestruck again and again by the range and ingenuity of his poetic intelligence…He rescues the old gods and goddesses from the classical dictionaries and gives them back their terror. There should be a copy of his book in…
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Hercules and Dejanira.
Praise for Tales from Ovid: ‘A breathtaking book…To compare his versions with the Latin is to be awestruck again and again by the range and ingenuity of his poetic intelligence…He rescues the old gods and goddesses from the classical dictionaries and gives them back their terror. There should be a copy of his book in…
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Rome
urbs Roma manet semperque manebit (the city of Rome remains, and will always remain) Photograph: Temple of Faustina Palatine Hill You search in Rome for Rome? Oh traveller! In Rome itself there is no room for Rome, a corpse is all its churches put on show, the Aventine is its own mound and tomb. There,…
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Roman Wall Blues
W.H. Auden Over the heather the wet wind blows,I’ve lice in my tunic and a cold in my nose. The rain comes pattering out of the sky,I’m a Wall soldier, I don’t know why. The mist creeps over the hard grey stone,My girl’s in Tungria; I sleep alone. Aulus goes hanging around her place,I don’t…
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Sappho: Two new Poems discovered
Woman with Stylus, an ancient Roman fresco unearthed in Pompeii In the late 19th Century a series of excavations at an ancient rubbish dump in the city of Oxyrhynchus, around 100 miles south of Cairo, were undertaken that found some valuable papyrus scrolls that included a sizeable amount of long-lost poetry by the Greek poet…
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