Amōrēs Iacōbī

Original Latin Poetry and Originally-translated Latin. My name is James. This is my main and Latin poetry blog. @identificaption is my personal blog. @30iugeraandamule is my classics blog.

[amores-iacobi]

mīte nec in terrā nec in altō caeruleō sum;

sed spatium versūs in numerumque colō.

I am neither on the fruitful earth nor in the deep blue sea; rather I inhabit the meter and rhythm of verse.

[amores-iacobi]

I tried my hand at more book spine poetry. Here are some excerpts from Tib. 3.13, which is the first poem in what is called Sulpicia's garland.

"(Reading Sulpicia) - Finally Found - My Love, My Love (or the Peasant Girl) - Keeping It Secret - To be Silent... Would be Criminal - The Great Shame - Let Truth Be Told"

"Venus - Promises Kept - The Lonely Ones - Tell Them Who I Am - I Am Loved - I Am Happy"

"I Love... - Sin (Essays on...) - No Shame, No Fear - Worthy Partner - So Worthy My Love - Tell Them It Was Wonderful - Tell Them of Us"

[amores-iacobi]

tried translating catullus 85 with book spines (or music scores) at the library.

the books titles read:

Hate you; I love you, I love you, I love you; You may well ask; Why do I love you?; I don't know; I feel; Something happened; I am I am I am; Crucified again; Again again.

[amores-iacobi]

things i learned in class today:

1. julius caesar wrote poetry

2. we have one line of that poetry

3. it's about oilin' up

[amores-iacobi]

When I die, write whatever these poems are in a book, so that all this might benefit and protect someone.

maybe i shouldntve translated this one. i like the first line in latin, but i like the second one more in my original english ("maybe someone will benefit from all this"). oh well.

[amores-iacobi]

I wish I could scratch her completely off my heart's memorial, and yet she seems to me to be a part of me.

[amores-iacobi]

my heart constantly revolves around thee and before me i have thee in an image it’s an illusion dreamt up by my desire yet i dont want you i wish i knew why my heart was an idiot chasing cars that could never be caught i wish my heart would cease with dreams these worthless hopes venus, please save my heart from itself keep it from seeing these awful visions that i know are never meant to be else make them real

trying something different today. i kept trying to write this idea down in latin, but no matter how hard i tried i couldnt get it quite right, so here you go in english.

[identificaption]

yooo

apparently my inbox has been turned off this whole time??? and ive been reblogging the like "ask me anything!" posts and then gettin sad when no one asks me anything???? why did none of yall tell me oh right

[thoodleoo]

Hello, I was wondering if you know somewhere where I could find a "list" of ephitets for graeco-roman gods? Thanks!

here’s a site i go to a lot for epithets! the latin and greek are all mixed together, though. you can also go to theoi and click on individual gods’ pages to see their epithets. it can be a little hard to find those lists on theoi, so i usually just search the page for ‘epithets’ until i can find them lol

[amores-iacobi]

Who has placed thee in my heart and who has lit the flame? Who locked thee in my mind and who tends the hearth?

Did Love strike me in with an arrow when I looked upon thee? Did Venus whisper sacred things of thee when I was near?

Did Prometheus bestow me with fires for my heart? Does Vesta now throw on wood and tend the flame?

I ask, "Do the gods insert this love into my mind, or is this desire already turned into a harsh goddess to me?"

[renwei]

If Not, Winter — Sappho (tr. Anne Carson)

[ancient-mystery]

Fragments of Sappho, circa 630 - 580 BC. Translated by Anne Carson.

Follow my instagram for more: instagram.com/ancient_archives 

[lesbianherstorian]

written by plato and translated by lord neaves, published in the baltimore sun, january 1922

[amores-iacobi]

Sorry for the April Fools posting. Regular content will resume after today.

[memories]

I regret to inform you I’m #latin poetry trash.

[memories]

I want to take a heaping batch of #hendecasyllabic and spread it all over me like I’m that peanut butter baby. You know the one.

[memories]

Pour one out for #sapphic stanza.