For some reason, reading this piece threw up so many different, powerful feelings. Though not highly complex or even elegant, this poem in particular rang many bells across the scope of my musical and literary memory.
I am not either a person of the Confucian age (or even of a contemporary Confucian society) in possession of a set of testicles, or currently in a position of knowing if my work will be given a grand enough title to last longer than my own living memory.
At this point am I just desperately trying to make sure y’all know I’ve read The Iliad?
As a person raised in a predominantly White, rural area in the Southern Hemisphere, notions of trustworthiness were taught via the parable of Moses and the Ten Commandments: thou shalt not steal, adult(er), kill, covet asses, etc.. But not as succinct as the Analects puts it – be trustworthy.
Basicall, half of the epic is Gilgamesh missing his mate Enkidu and going on long adventures to prove his devotion to the bromance (*cough* romance *cough*). To prove his eternal love to Enky he goes looking for the secret to eternal life. No, that’s not a cliche. Because this epic literally did it first.
Year of publication: 1988 Found: Via the BBC documentary The Fatwa – Salman Rushdie Story Read time: 546, a fortnight Comments: I don’t believe I would ever have read this … Continue reading