He Was Trying To Fit This Herakles

Life Pulls Softly Inside Your Bindings. The Pod Glows - Dear Stench.

Could You Visit Me In Dreams? That Would Cheer Me. Sweet To See Friends In The Night, However Short The Time.

There Are Different Gradations Of Personhood In Different Poems. Some Of Them Seem Far Away From Me And Some Up Close, And The Up-close Ones Generally Don't Say What I Want Them To Say. And That's True Of The Persona In The Poem Who's Lamenting This As A Fact Of A Certain Stage Of Life. But It's Also True Of Me As Me.

I Was More Worn Out With The "odyssey" Than It Was With The "iliad." I Mean, Just Comparing Those Two - You Can See How It's Changing, How The Language Of The "iliad" Is Somehow Monstrously New - And That Language Of The "odyssey" Is More Comfortable, Even For Us.

I Started To Learn Greek When I Was In High School, The Last Year Of High School, By Accident, Because My Teacher Knew Greek And She Offered To Teach Me On The Lunch Hour, So We Did It In An Informal Way, And Then I Did It At University, And That Was The Main Thing Of My Life.