The Cantos

Benny Bunter

Benny Bunter

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Loved the first canto that's in that anthology too, the other ones that were in there totally defeated me on first reading though. I'll have read through this thread properly I think before having another go at them
 
luka

luka

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32 is not going to be accessible without notes probably but 51 is straightforward.
 
Benny Bunter

Benny Bunter

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Well any little bit helps with this sort of heavy material. I'm taking in a lot of different stuff atm from that anthology, reading thru them all quite quickly, and planning to go back to the ones I like in more depth in the future.
 
luka

luka

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Frankly I don't think it's worth the trouble in terms of tracking down every reference etc but good to have an idea of the scope of the project and its concerns
 
Benny Bunter

Benny Bunter

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Yeah life's too short to be tracking down everything, don't want to get to get bogged down, but I do enjoy reading around after I've read something (not just talking about the cantos here, but everything really), then giving it another go. I think that's definitely worth it.
 
luka

luka

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  1. And doom goes with her in walking,
  2. Let her go back to the ships,
  3. back among Grecian voices."
  4. And by the beach-run, Tyro,
  5. Twisted arms of the sea-god,
  6. Lithe sinews of water, gripping her, cross-hold,
  7. And the blue-gray glass of the wave tents them,
  8. Glare azure of water, cold-welter, close cover.
  9. Quiet sun-tawny sand-stretch,
  10. The gulls broad out their wings,
  11. nipping between the splay feathers;
  12. Snipe come for their bath,
  13. bend out their wing-joints,
  14. Spread wet wings to the sun-film,
  15. And by Scios,
  16. to left of the Naxos passage,
  17. Naviform rock overgrown,
  18. algæ cling to its edge,
  19. There is a wine-red glow in the shallows,
  20. a tin flash in the sun-dazzle.
 
luka

luka

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  1. And, out of nothing, a breathing,
  2. hot breath on my ankles,
  3. Beasts like shadows in glass,
  4. a furred tail upon nothingness.
  5. Lynx-purr, and heathery smell of beasts,
  6. where tar smell had been,
  7. Sniff and pad-foot of beasts,
  8. eye-glitter out of black air.
  9. The sky overshot, dry, with no tempest,
  10. Sniff and pad-foot of beasts,
  11. fur brushing my knee-skin,
  12. Rustle of airy sheaths,
  13. dry forms in the æther.
  14. And the ship like a keel in ship-yard,
  15. slung like an ox in smith's sling,
  16. Ribs stuck fast in the ways,
  17. grape-cluster over pin-rack,
  18. void air taking pelt.
  19. Lifeless air become sinewed,
  20. feline leisure of panthers,
  21. Leopards sniffing the grape shoots by scupper-hole,
  22. Crouched panthers by fore-hatch,
  23. And the sea blue-deep about us,
  24. green-ruddy in shadows,
 
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