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Sto caricando le informazioni... From Wood to Ridge: Collected Poemsdi Sorley MacLean
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The is a collection of poems of the Scots-Gaelic poet, father of the Gaelic Renaissance, presented in parallel text with Sorley MacLean's own translations of his work throughout. His first book, mainly of love poems, was published in Gaelic in 1943. He combined traditional and modern elements and explored the conflict between public responsibility and private passions and needs. This book, and the figure of MacLean himself, are at the heart of the Gaelic Renaissance. His later work develops these themes in a specifically Gaelic setting. His most celebrated single poem, "Hallaig" is one of several major achievements to be found in the collections. Non sono state trovate descrizioni di biblioteche |
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Google Books — Sto caricando le informazioni... GeneriSistema Decimale Melvil (DDC)891.6313Literature Literature of other languages Literature of east Indo-European and Celtic languages Celtic languages Scots Gaelic Scots Gaelic poetry 1830–2000Classificazione LCVotoMedia:
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My slight grasp of Gaelic is enough to tell that some of the translations ar not literal, and I believe this true of most if not all of them. The translations are not just copies, but true English verse that refracts rather than reflects the originals.
Be you English or Gael, or blest as a bilingual, if you love poetry you have to read this book. Anyone who does not find that they return again and again is not a true lover of verse.
Thank you Somhairle for bringing beauty to this world that Politicians and Big Business are ruining, and thanks to Wester Ross and the Hebrides that gave Somhairle his love of beauty, and still give us a world of beauty, even if the odd nuclear submarine scares off the seals and sea-otters from the sea beside his native Raasay. ( )