OK, so a stab at a painting… amateurish, yes, but when do we finish 
anything, when does anything finish with us?I try to write but who knows 
where the brai...
Saturday, 18 September 2010
Treason
If translators are traitors and poets are translators, then poets are traitors too. Would I be alone in thinking this is a good thing? In fact, I'm convinced that treason makes a poem authentic. It's the necessary process whereby verse is created.
Labels:
Poetry,
Translating
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