Heffers, usually an excellent bookshop, went a bit mad with my ordering Volume II of the Greek Anthology – it seems that ordering only one volume of something is deeply suspect behaviour, and thus their computer system won’t really do it. In any case, my book finally arrived, so here are a couple of poems that I like.

A. You died of drinking too much, Anacreon.

B. Yes, but I enjoyed it, and you who do not drink will come to Hades too.

GA. 7.33, by Julianus, Prefect of Egypt

Androtion built me for himself, his children and his wife. As yet, I am no one’s grave and so may I remain for long; but if it must be so, may I give earlier welcome to the earlier born.

GA. 7.228, Anonymous

Taking advantage of some boredom time to post a few photos from my trip to Tunisia. I have so many photos, that I thought I’d just do one theme at a time. Today’s theme, mosaics. Now, I was never that excited by mosaics – but in Africa, where wall-painting was rare, the Romans made the most beautiful and intricate mosaics I have ever seen by a long way. Here are a few of my favourites from the Bardo Museum and the museum at El Jem.

(My friends are there to show the scale of this thing…)

This is the portrait of Virgil, a really famous African mosaic.

I think the final two (both at El Jem) might just be my favourites!

I’ve been told off for not keeping my blog up, so I’m going to make an early New Year’s resolution to do a bit better. (I know I’ve been saying that for several months, but I mean it this time!)

So, this week I’ve been working on Greek epitaphic poetry. One of the earliest known Western literary genres is epitaph- almost as soon as writing came to Greece, people started to use writing as well as images on gravestones to commemorate their loved ones. Many of these epitaphs were written in hexameter or elegiac verse, even if they were only one or two lines long. Rather later, writing epitaphs seems to have become a virtuoso display for Hellenistic poets, in particular – they would write epitaphs for fictional people and fictional graves, or even for famous people long dead. In a way, it’s a very restricted genre – it’s short, and needs some essential information, like the name of the deceased, to be included. But on another level, that’s the challenge. What really strikes me about literary epitaphs (read the Loeb Greek Anthology, Volume II, if you’re interested) is the massive range of reactions which a single life can inspire – and the poets play up to that.

I have a favourite literary epitaph I’d like to share with you. This is Book 7.176 in the Loeb Greek Anthology.

Not because I lacked a funeral when I died do I lie here, a naked corpse on wheat-bearing land. Duly was I buried once on a time, but now by the ploughman’s hand the iron share hath rolled me out of my tomb. Who said that death was deliverance from evil, when not even the tomb, stranger, is the end of my suffering?

I hope you can see immediately why I like this poem so much – it’s like imagining the sound of one hand clapping. It’s recognisably an epitaph, so we’re expecting to be able to imagine a passing traveller stopping to read it on a tomb by the roadside. But no – this epitaph could never have appeared on a tomb. So how is the deceased talking to the stranger at all? Is he talking directly to us, or to someone who has found his body? Has anyone found him? The deceased is also taking on Epicurean philosophy, which says that death is the end of all sensation and should not be feared – he directly confronts us with the fact that he is aware of his suffering after death. He also confronts Platonism and other philosophy which says that the soul separates from the body at death and forgets the experiences of the body – he still cares deeply about his body.

This amused me. In fact, I meanly took some personal delight at banking suddenly becoming so precarious – it means that people can’t try to convince me that selling your soul to the private sector is the sensible, lucrative and/or only choice for graduates. Turn to teaching, my dears, I’m sure you’ll be better off for it.

Hello all. Tunisia was amazing – 40 degree heat and beautiful sights, all amazingly free of tourists (except those who were periodically bussed in on organised tours). My friends and I often had whole areas to ourselves, and were more often than not the only non-locals on the public transport. Definitely an unforgettable experience. Photos will follow when my internet sorts itself out a bit – it’s running too slowly right now, and would take me ages. Those of you who know me can see them all on Facebook, though.

I came home to quite an exciting email (in Classicist terms…) from my Director of Studies, Olga, saying that she there is a conference coming up which she thought I might enjoy. It’s on the 7th of December, in Nottingham, and is on ancient gender-specific communication. Now, this is pretty much exactly the area which my dissertation will be on, so I’m already on the list of those attending.

These are the talks being given:

10.00 ARRIVAL AND COFFEE
10.30 JENNIFER COATES (ROEHAMPTON) Gender myths and gendered reality: a
sociolinguistic overview;
11.15 TONI BADNALL  (NOTTINGHAM) Gendered speech in Lesbian love-lyric?;
12.00 EVERT VAN EMDE BOAS (OXFORD) Gender-specific communication and
speaker-line attribution in tragedy: two test cases;
12.45  LUNCH
2.00 JUDITH MOSSMAN (NOTTINGHAM) A man's a man for all that: male speech
in Euripides, Trojan Women;
2.45 STEPHEN COLVIN (UCL) The koiné: a common language (for men, that is);
3.30 LUUK HUITINK (OXFORD) Xenophon's gallery of women: speaking women in
Xenophon's works;
4.15 TEA
4.30 ALISON SHARROCK (MANCHESTER) Further voices in Ovid's Metamorphoses;
5.15    HELEN LOVATT (NOTTINGHAM) The eloquence of Dido: speech and gender
in Virgil's Aeneid;
6.00 CLOSING REMARKS AND WINE RECEPTION

I’m particularly interested in the one on the Koine, as I don’t think I’ve heard it discussed in a gendered way before. But it all sounds interesting, and it will be fun to part of the grown-up Classical community; hopefully it will give me a taste of things to come when I’m (with any luck) a grad.

Well, not really – but I’m going to start work on my dissertation today, so it feels like back-to-school time. I also vow to do more blogging! Summer has been a bit of a Classics-less time for me, but I hope from now on I’ll have lots more to say. Heading off to Tunisia next week too, so I’m hoping to take some great photos!

And today, this is in the news. Perhaps a massive statue of Marcus Aurelius isn’t the most exciting thing (cool as he is), but I always like it when Classics makes the front page.

It’s also results time in England, and I like looking at the graphs the BBC runs, such as this one. As you can see, Classics is a bit of a self-selecting area, with far higher results on average than more widespread subjects. What I’m curious to know is how they worked out in a previous study that Latin is one whole grade harder than other GCSE subjects.

No time/energy for anything much Classical right now, as I am away working at a summer camp. Didn’t think I’d have my laptop, but someone was heading towards my house on their day off, so she picked it up for me. The job’s great – it’s a sports camp for international students – even though I’m the least sporty person here by far. I’m just in the office, so that’s ok. Wish I spoke more languages well, though! Sometimes someone who speaks their language is all a little one needs when there’s a problem. One day I shall learn Italian, if only to be able to talk properly to the great kids at places like this!

My French is getting a rare outing, though. Sometimes this is a bit of a mistake – some of the more annoying girls now refuse to speak any English to me, even though everyone is supposed to speak English at camp as much as possible. I’m trying to have some grown-up conversations with the French travel company reps who’ve come over with some of the kids – they’re about my age. Sometimes it’s just too tiring, though, since I haven’t spoken French in so long. But I’ve got three weeks more to practice, I suppose!

Having my laptop back has led to happy Amazon searching (based on the lovely wages I’ll get by the time I’m home). I think I’m going to get Adams’ Bilingualism and the Latin Language, as I think one of my papers next year is pretty much based around this text. And it’s a cool-looking tome. I also want to get an Oxford Latin Dictionary, either for my twenty-first, or out of my wages. What annoys me is that it is printed in Oxford, but it is £100 cheaper to order it from America than from England, even taking shipping into account. Silly world we live in. I think £100 is quite enough to spend on a book anyway, even a massive dictionary! (Some would say that it’s silly even to spend it on a dictionary. But we don’t talk to those people, right?)

Hope all of you are well and enjoying summer – if anyone has tips for maintaining sanity at summer camp, I’d be happy to hear them!

Homer, in my opinion, was not a very precise man. And even less so if there wasn’t actually one of him. Seeing as scholars can be less than accurate about his identity and the time in which he lived, articles such as this don’t have me immediately convinced.

The idea is that the celestial movements mentioned in a short space of time in the Odyssey at the point when Odysseus kills the suitors rarely happen all at once – the only possible date is April 16, 1178 B.C. That sounds pretty impressive, until you realise that they were only looking in the hundred-year period either side of the (already pretty theoretical) date of the fall of Troy. Had it been the only date within five hundred years either side, they might have convinced me.

In any case, Homeric poetry is surely too formulaic with its sun/sky/stars-type descriptions to stand up to this level of scrutiny, isn’t it? Post-exams, I’m trying in vain to push all this kind of knowledge out of my mind…

One more exam to go – Linguistics, which should be my favourite thing. But at this point, when everyone else I know has finished, or finishes today, dragging on for two more days seems pretty impossible. At least I have a May Ball and a June Event to look forward to next week. Can’t beat a theme like “night in the chocolate factory”, in my book.

Hoping to get back to the blogging rather more once exams are over.  Until then, I hope you’ve all been amused as me with the English media’s obsession with what was set on this year’s English finals: Amy Winehouse was included and, suffice to say, we’re all being accused of the usual “dumbing down”. Mary Beard prints the question in full and, I have to say, I wouldn’t have wanted to answer it!

One week to go till exams… Just taking a couple of minutes to share a couple of articles I thought were good when I was revising Athenian Economy and Society (which Paul Millett made a much better course than I was expecting it to be).

First one you can tell is good by the title: “Fish, Sex and Revolution in Athens”, by James Davidson. It’s about, well, fish, and their relationship with democratic ideals in Athens. Classics has been around a very long time: any topic you can think of is out there somewhere!

The second is a little bit more serious: “Starr on Slavery”, by Carl N. Degler (the article he’s reviewing appears in the previous issue). He’s a historian of the American South, I believe, but he has some really good insights here into what makes a society a “slave-based” society. It’s not necessarily, as Starr suggests, the number of slaves, or that slaves do all the work, or even that every free person owns slaves. Take a look.