| good lord, i've had the same name for *years* ( @ 2009-02-03 16:48:00 |
The space between two lives
Ack, essay. ‘Irish nature poetry takes its inspiration from a good deal more complex than a simple “love of nature”’. Discuss. What even is that?
I think I'm going to live in a house next year, rather than go back to Girton. I think. Details maybe some other time, when I'm not procrastinating on writing about 'Irish nature poetry'. (That's not even a genre, dude. Like, seriously. I know this for a fact.)
I have about 16000 words of vocabulary to learn before the exams. And a lot of grammar. And talking of Irish, with a normal language you could expect to need to learn maybe about twenty grammatical paradigms to have a firmish grasp on how things work, right? For mediaeval Irish, I need to learn about a hundred and twenty. I just. IDEK. You will never understand how hard this language is unless you try to learn it.
Right, essay.
[ETA: Also,
Ro milt m'oitid ar thuus,
is buide lem ro-ngleus;
cid bec mo leim dar duae,
niba nuae in brat beus.
(I wasted my youth to begin with, I am glad that I so decided; though my leap over the wall had been small, the cloak still would not be new.)
YEAH MAN.
Ack, essay. ‘Irish nature poetry takes its inspiration from a good deal more complex than a simple “love of nature”’. Discuss. What even is that?
I think I'm going to live in a house next year, rather than go back to Girton. I think. Details maybe some other time, when I'm not procrastinating on writing about 'Irish nature poetry'. (That's not even a genre, dude. Like, seriously. I know this for a fact.)
I have about 16000 words of vocabulary to learn before the exams. And a lot of grammar. And talking of Irish, with a normal language you could expect to need to learn maybe about twenty grammatical paradigms to have a firmish grasp on how things work, right? For mediaeval Irish, I need to learn about a hundred and twenty. I just. IDEK. You will never understand how hard this language is unless you try to learn it.
Right, essay.
[ETA: Also,
Ro milt m'oitid ar thuus,
is buide lem ro-ngleus;
cid bec mo leim dar duae,
niba nuae in brat beus.
(I wasted my youth to begin with, I am glad that I so decided; though my leap over the wall had been small, the cloak still would not be new.)
YEAH MAN.