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Biographical note: Josephine Balmer is a poet and translator whose books include Chasing Catullus (2004), Sappho: Poems and Fragments (1992), Classical Women Poets (1996) and Catullus: Poems of Love and Hate (2004). Her journalism has appeared in the Observer, the Independent on Sunday, the Times, the Times Literary Supplement and the New Statesman, amongst others. She studied Classics at University College, London and has a Ph.D in Literature and Creative Writing from the University of East Anglia. She lives in Sussex and Cornwall.
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EAN13: 9781844715107 ISBN: 9781844715107 Author: Josephine Balmer Title: The Word for Sorrow Series: Salt Modern Poets Product class: BB Language: eng Audience: General/trade BIC subject category: CTCH1 Publisher: Salt Publishing Pub date: 01-Apr-09 Extent: 80pp Height: 216 mm Width: 140 mm Thickness: 5 mm Weight: 120 gms Supplier: Gardners Books Supplier: Ingram Book Group Supplier: Inbooks (James Bennett) Availability: NP Price: GBP 12.99 Price: USD 26.95 Rights: World
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description/annotation: From Ovid’s Rome to the blood-soaked trenches of Gallipoli, The
Word for Sorrow, brings new resonance to ancient grief. Its powerful and spellbinding poems give voice to the universal suffering of exile, war or grief, celebrating the enduring common humanity that binds us across countries and over all the centuries.
Main description: Working
on Ovid’s extraordinary but often much-neglected
exile poetry with an old second-hand Latin
dictionary one stormy spring morning, Josephine
Balmer noticed a school-boy’s faded name
inked on its fly-leaf and a date, January 1st
1900. The Word for Sorrow explores the story
of this dictionary and its owner, who, as a
subsequent Google search uncovered, later fought
with the British yeomanry in the ill-fated
Gallipoli campaign of World War I, near Ovid’s
own Black Sea exile. Alongside versions and
interpretations of Ovid’s Tristia — the
text the dictionary translates — soldiers’ original
diaries and letters from Gallipoli provide
another rich vein of source material for the
original poems of the volume, which also follows
Balmer’s own journey as she excavates
these entwined narratives, underscoring how
the emotional charge of the past still resonates
down through the centuries.
Like Chasing Catullus,
Balmer’s acclaimed first collection,
The Word for Sorrow explores an interplay between
translation and original, text and translator,
past and present, giving new resonance to ancient
grief. An engaging detective story in verse,
the work traces the invisible lines that connect
us to often surprising points in history, finding
common ground in unexpected places, forging
often unexpected links between past and present.
From Ovid’s Rome to the blood-soaked
trenches of Gallipoli, its powerful and engaging
poems give voice to the universal suffering
of exile, war and grief, celebrating the enduring
common humanity that binds us across countries
and over centuries, whether we live at the
beginning of the first, the twentieth or the
twenty-first century.
Table of contents: Acknowledgements Preface Proem: Small Town Fete One: The Journey Out Naso’s Book Back in Rome Hail Naso All at Sea Dancing in the Dark Naso’s Last Night Malvern Road Station, Cheltenham The Horses By the Dardanelles Naso Sees the End of the Beginning Business Two: Landed Landed Naso Off the Shelf Between the Lines Knocking at the Door Naso Writes his Own Epitaph Among the Graves: Green Hill, Gallipoli Naso’s Plight Hits Home Digging In Naso Sees Hell Freeze Over Hell Hole Last Orders Naso Lost for Words Thread Three: The Way Home Dictionary Definitions Naso Sees Action Welcome Note Naso Looks to the Stars Among the Graves: Ampney Crucis Seeking Quarter The Fall Naso’s Back Story Among the Graves: Salonica Naso the Barbarian Up for Auction (1919) The Penny Pot Naso’s Last Word The Word for Sorrow Epilogue: The Observer Book of Wild Flowers References and Notes Sources and Resources View excerpt as PDF: Click here to view a sample (96 KB)
Excerpt from book:
The Horses
It was all very secret, very hush-hush — no one knew where they were headed? the only one who didn’t suffer sickness, my father was in charge of the horses …
A tilted world, Bear tipped upside down, spiralling clouds like splintered spines and shimmering on the edge of sight, forbidden cities, unknowable lands. Packed like meat in the stifling hold, Geoffrey slithered across their sweaty backs; a teetering, punch-drunk charioteer, harnessing terror and then letting go the reins. Seas reared, distant ranges, fell as suddenly — heart-dark, breath-still — to pebbled, copse-fenced Cotswold pool.
In the late-summer chill of Whitehall, Belgravia, palsied hands paused above a rash of plans: for what use cavalry on rocky peninsula? Maybe swords, bayonets, might be enough — the age-old means of flesh against flesh …
But how can you kill the already dead? Lined and waiting on the shore, warrior-ghosts of three millennia. Now the only passage through was fear.
Unpublished endorsement: Josephine Balmer’s poetry moves beautifully, wittily and indeed bravely. George Szirtes Unpublished endorsement: These poems are proof of how the myths and ancient languages and texts still live and work… local, personal (in the best way) and connected: and general also, commonly human, reaching far back. David Constantine Review quote: The Word for Sorrow crosses boundaries between poetry and translation as versions from Ovid’s Tristia converse with new poems that reflect on experiences behind and beyond them, such as the doomed Allied campaign at Gallipoli during World War I, focusing on weavings of life and text across history towards resonating constants of humanity … Balmer poignantly reflects T.S. Eliot’s explanations of the ‘mind of the poet’, the sensibility that connects disparities, locating and effecting meaningful wholes.’ Paschalis Nikolaou Norwich Papers |
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