Among the rich, anger’s no rarity:
hatred comes cheaper than charity.
Genus, Aucte, lucri divites habent iram:
odisse quam donare vilius constat.
12.13 by Martial
Further Reading
No Story
by Himan Heidari
“Once, there was a little girl” no, not a girl, let’s make it a boy this time and wait, this is not a good way to start a story at all.
MAUREEN MCLANE’S RESPONSE TO “SOME DARKER BOUQUETS”
I‘d like to go all negative on Kent, as he seems to relish any lively fracas, but alas, regarding his analysis of the often soppy, intermittently snarky state of poetry criticism, I can only say, Yeah, that seems about right. So rather than dispute or debate I’ll mainly just dilate—a few thoughts follow from Kent’s […]
TRENY #1 (ON THE DEATH OF HIS DAUGHTER, URSZULA) by Jan Kochanowski (translated by Leonard Kress)
Let all the cries of Heraclitus, and all Simonides’ dreary complaints and laments, along with other ancient malcontents, stoop-shouldered and sighing—let their tears fall as they cross my threshold for this wake to help me mourn my daughter, to seal her casket. Help me, a father like a mother nightingale— her nest discovered by a […]
