When approached by an embassy of the Greeks to return to battle (Achilles is absent from the fighting for most of the epic), Achilles responds, in. What would be more logical, then, than that she should embark on another voyage, that greatest of sequels, the Odyssey? Lattimore is grammatically fussy: ‘Brother/ By marriage to me, who am a nasty bitch evil-intriguing.’ Compare Fagles’s elaborated clarity: ‘My dear brother,/ dear to me, bitch that I am, vicious, scheming —/ horror to freeze the heart’ (with its pun on the Greek, daer emeio, to boot), or the sharp efficiency of Barry P. Powell: ‘My brother — brother to a scheming, icy bitch!’ Of course, it is easy to cherrypick a single line out of the 15,693 that make up the ‘modern vulgate’ — the usual version of the poem as we have it. In between are passages, if not necessarily of boredom, to alter the war adage, of lists, pathos, sex, humour, fairytale strangeness (golden fembots, a talking horse) and lyric images, punctuated by moments of pure terror (eyes popped out of heads, a spear throbbing in a beating heart, a man cradling his intestines in his hands). What is the best equivalent of Homeric dactylic hexameter in English, for instance? Homer’s ‘rapidity’ (one of the four critical aspects of Homer that Matthew Arnold looked for in a translation, the others being plainness of style, simplicity of ideas and nobility of manner) can elude English translators. I hope she is already under way. The tragedy is that he will fight and, just beyond the events of the poem, die anyway. Alexander now acknowledges, in a recent interview, that there would be no reason to undertake such a project unless ‘you thought you could do a better job’, and admits her goal is for this to become the ‘translation of record’. Sometimes, like Homer, Alexander nods. retelling. And the last line, with its sweeping condemnation of war in Alexander (it unfurls biblically over the page), is considered by some scholars suspect, a late interpolation. And holdeth me not – yet can I scape no wise –. sat fifty men in the glow of the fire’s gleaming: and the horses munched their white barleyand their grain. Robert Fitzgerald’s 1974 translation: ‘I had/ small thanks for fighting, fighting without truce/ against hard enemies here. The greatest anti-war poem of all Will Caroline Alexander’s translation of the Iliad — the first in English by a woman — prove the definitive one? The bomb alarm was blaring outside of the house, she could hear doors slamming as people headed. The portion’s equal/ whether a man hangs back or fights his best;/ the same respect, or lack of it, is given/ brave man and coward. Alexander eschews the notion of rhythmic regularity altogether, going for a line-by-line vers libre translation without elaboration or padding, so that some lines sprawl over the breadth of the page (‘then wheeling about, Antilochos took his stand when he reached the band of his companions’); while others are as brief as ‘washed clean by Ocean’. Alexander is not the only translator who runs into trouble here. Consider this famous simile of the watchfires twinkling on the plain like stars: As when in heaven, stars about the bright moon. Kakos and esthlos, which Fitzgerald translates as ‘brave man’ and ‘coward’, and Alexander further interprets as ‘coward’ and ‘warrior’ (she sticks to the Greek word order), are less charged in the original — the man of low estate and the nobleman, perhaps: the good, the bad, and the ugly all get the same (dis)honour in Agamemnon’s army. She explains, humbly: The translation was not made because it was felt that Lattimore’s work could be improved upon, but because this Book is too perfect to be fragmented by commentary, and it seemed an impertinence to lift an entire chapter of another scholar’s work. Throughout the book, Alexander quotes from Richard Lattimore’s 1951 translation, with the exception of Book 22 (or Book Chi in the Greek, the 24 chapters of the Iliad being named after the letters of the Greek alphabet), which recounts the slaying of the most sympathetic character, the Trojan prince, Hector; this she translated herself. Poems / Anti war Poems - The best poetry on the web. On the whole, Alexander’s translation comes across as translucent, readable and recitable, maintaining an epic poise and, by keeping a weather eye on the Greek word order, offering the occasional pleasing strangeness, while the varied line lengths ebb and flow with the tides of battle. That Greek tends to the polysyllabic means that 17 syllables might only cover a few words. One of the most famous of all war poems, ‘Dulce et Decorum Est’ (the title is a quotation from the Roman poet Horace, Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori or ‘it is sweet and fitting to die for one’s country’) was written in response to the jingoistic pro-war verses being written by people like Jessie Pope. towards the shelter when the alarm changed it's . The book itself is handsome and well laid-out, inviting unhurried reading; it wears its learning lightly, a few maps, genealogies of the gods and the major players (Zeus manages to be entangled in all of them), an engaging introductory essay (a boiled-down version of The War that Killed Achilles), a scant five pages of notes and suggestions for further reading. One who’s active dies/ like the do-nothing.’ Though equally faithful, Alexander’s version, through word-choice, syntax, rhythm and line break, nudges this speech further from heroic gripe to universal condemnation of war: for doing battle against enemy men without, the fate is the same if a man hangs back, and. There is an epic poise to this new translation, whose varied line lengths ebb and flow with the tides of battle. Composed of six measures per line (like bars of music), each line containing between 12 and 17 syllables, it is a wave that can compress or rarify, while being consistent in duration. The war poems listed here include the familiar, the surprising, and the disturbing. But I suspect Arnold, who did not think translators should get bogged down in the Homeric question, might approve. With several new translations in the past year alone, as well as a film in 2004, and recent novels (David Malouf’s Ransom), dramatisations, and book-length poems (War Music by Christopher Logue and Memorial by Alice Oswald), we are clearly, in our era of seemingly perpetual war, in an age of Iliads. I was sceptical of this strategy — would this get across that we are reading a narrative poem? Readers wanting something more scholarly might instead (or in addition) opt for the new Peter Green or Barry P. Powell. shine conspicuous when the upper air turns windless. His poem "Dulce et Decorum Est" is probably the best anti-war poem in the English language, perhaps in any language. Newest. Indeed, Pope is the ‘friend’ whom Owen addresses directly in the closing lines of the poem. Alexander’s translation, as one might expect, brings to the fore the anti-war elements. on Aug 12 01:55 PM . One of those recent books was Caroline Alexander’s The War that Killed Achilles: The True Story of Homer’s Iliad and the Fall of Troy (2009), a close reading-cum-. As this new Iliad demonstrates, Alexander has evidently had a change of heart, but translation tends to be addictive. This Homeric boast sounds right to me — writers too often fail to acknowledge the competitive streak, the desire for kleos (glory) and aristeia (feats of excellence) that an undertaking like this requires. England 1945. Alexander conveys not only the flow of the Homeric line, but its stretchiness. and all the stars are seen, and the shepherd’s heart rejoices, so between the ships and streams of Xanthos, In such multitude shone the watchfires of the, A thousand fires were burning on the plain, and by each one. The Iliad begins with a grudge and ends with a funeral. Occasionally the translation seems not to have fully emerged from the chrysalis of metaphrase, faithful, as Arnold would have it, to the matter but not the manner of the poem. The most famous war poems are memorized by school children, recited at military events, and set to music. Some of the most remarkable war poems defy expectations of what a poem "ought" to be. That loseth nor locketh holdeth me in prison. and all the peaks and jutting cliffs are shown. 50 anti-war essays, poems, short stories and literary excerpts Compiled and edited by Rick Rozoff Aeschylus: Ares, father of tears, mows the field of man Conrad Aiken: Vast symphonic dance of death Alain: Why is there war? English translators often arbitrarily choose a five-beat line, iambic pentameter long considered the English heroic equivalent (Chapman’s famous-via-Keats Homer is an exception, being in fourteeners; Lattimore goes for a six-beater). However, great war poetry reaches far beyond the ceremonial. George Herbert, ‘ Peace ’. Amethyst Moonjade Follow. If man ever grows wise enough as a species to abolish war, Wilfred Owen's voice, echoed in thousands of other poems and songs, will have been a … Alexander completed the project in five years, a brisk clip. In Book 6, for instance, when Helen addresses Hector, we stumble over: ‘Brother-in-law of me, an evil-thinking dog that strikes cold fear.’ This is scrupulous as regards the Greek, but peculiar English, and not poetry. Alexander has written two international bestsellers on sea expeditions: The Endurance: Shackleton’s Legendary Antarctic Expedition and The Bounty: The True Story of the Mutiny on the Bounty. From magazine issue : 9 April 2016 Nor letteth me live nor die at my device, And yet of death it giveth me occasion …. — but in the end I was won over. (The translator of one epic will often go on to be a repeat offender.) She is also, as far as I know, the first woman to have translated the poem into English. Richard Aldington: Pools and ponds of blood, the huge black dogs of hell Amiel on war Leonid Andreyev: […] I fly above the wind, yet can I not arise; And nought I have, and all the world I season.

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