Oh, a niche problem that I can solve to the exclusion of other activities I am meant to be doing? Yes, I can do that.

(Rereading the Artemis and Endymion dialogue makes me realize that I unconsciously plagiarized it in a whole bunch of short stories I wrote. Like Beckett or Celan, there's something irresistibly infectious about the cadences—not always for the better in imitation!)

The combination of tormented sensuality, mythic unknowableness, and back-and-forth rhythm reads uncannily like Nō drama.

Excited that @sublunary.bsky.social is doing a reissue of the 1965 Arrowsmith and Carne-Ross translation.
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seiobo!

Lovely poem and translation!
Amateur question, but: is there a term for the 愁/秋 wordplay? And is that a pretty established topos?

Mishima would have been so down for discourse. His slim volumes “Intro to the Hagakure” and “To the Young Samurai” (have only skimmed, not yet translated?) were speaking to the whole “modern masculinity” complex, more exoteric than “Sun and Steel.”