Comments on: Is There Any Purpose? http://www.edrants.com/is-there-any-purpose/ a blog in ever-shifting standing Fri, 20 Nov 2009 20:27:32 -0500 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.6 hourly 1 By: Patrick Stephenson http://www.edrants.com/is-there-any-purpose/comment-page-1/#comment-237746 Patrick Stephenson Wed, 03 Oct 2007 04:33:36 +0000 http://www.edrants.com/?p=6802#comment-237746 What's your beef with missionary? This is the second time I've seen you bash it! What’s your beef with missionary? This is the second time I’ve seen you bash it!

]]> By: Jim Winter http://www.edrants.com/is-there-any-purpose/comment-page-1/#comment-237684 Jim Winter Fri, 28 Sep 2007 16:42:52 +0000 http://www.edrants.com/?p=6802#comment-237684 "Is there any purpose in trying out another sexual position besides missionary?" What is this missionary position you speak of? “Is there any purpose in trying out another sexual position besides missionary?”

What is this missionary position you speak of?

]]> By: Daniel http://www.edrants.com/is-there-any-purpose/comment-page-1/#comment-237683 Daniel Fri, 28 Sep 2007 16:02:48 +0000 http://www.edrants.com/?p=6802#comment-237683 So true though. I mean, no one ever got anything out of Homer, Horace, Rilke, Neruda – certainly nothing from Pound, that translation-happy fool. I need a drink. So true though. I mean, no one ever got anything out of Homer, Horace, Rilke, Neruda – certainly nothing from Pound, that translation-happy fool.

I need a drink.

]]> By: r ellis http://www.edrants.com/is-there-any-purpose/comment-page-1/#comment-237682 r ellis Fri, 28 Sep 2007 15:26:26 +0000 http://www.edrants.com/?p=6802#comment-237682 The argument is that the thing that is lost in translation is THE thing. A poem is inextricable from its language. So when you translate a poem, what you get is a new poem, not the original one in any meaningful sense. Often that new poem is interesting and worthwhile on its own merits, though. So, sure, translate away. Just don't think you're eating sushi when it's actually marzipan. Or, hm, raw fish pie. The argument is that the thing that is lost in translation is THE thing. A poem is inextricable from its language. So when you translate a poem, what you get is a new poem, not the original one in any meaningful sense.

Often that new poem is interesting and worthwhile on its own merits, though. So, sure, translate away. Just don’t think you’re eating sushi when it’s actually marzipan. Or, hm, raw fish pie.

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