the moon's favors: "Madeline Miller avenges the Cornfords of the past, the girls left behind while their brothers and husbands and sons 'spoke to Plato'. Her Homer has sung to her, and the result is The Song of Achilles."

Words whisper, carrying more than one might know, hypostases, rather than mere understanding. Words grow from roots, spawn families, travel and mingle, get lost, get found, and often marry the strangest bedfellows. Like our bodies, our ideas, and our culture, words evolve, handed down to us from a place beyond memory. As the warp and woof of language, words possess the magic to shape the immaterial into the solid things of psyche ~From my intro to AO's The Archives of the Heart

The Platonic tradition may be likened to an underground river that from time to time sends up a spring; wherever its waters flow, the soul is reborn, and with it the conception of intellectual form, the beautiful, and true art.~ Kathleen Raine

2012/02/21

"Madeline Miller avenges the Cornfords of the past, the girls left behind while their brothers and husbands and sons 'spoke to Plato'. Her Homer has sung to her, and the result is The Song of Achilles."