You know how there are certain ways in which each of us is That Bitch, and some of those things come up all the time, like how I can’t go for two minutes without talking about cheese fries? And then with others of those things, you are definitely still That Bitch and it’s not like you’re in the closet about it, but time is going by and it hasn’t happened to come up, and then all of a sudden it’s Oscar Wilde’s birthday and you are on Twitter vomiting up every fact you ever learned about him because you never…
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C. P. Cavafy: I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM. I have such a crush on Cavafy right now. I want to collect every translation of his poems that has ever been done, and compare them. I want to learn modern Greek, an impulse I have never had before, just so I can read Cavafy in the original. Wikipedia says translations don’t capture Cavafy. In fact it says “the poems also exhibit a skilled and versatile craftsmanship, which is almost completely lost in translation.” Dammit. But even so, check it: As one long since prepared, as one courageous, as befits you…
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