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I'm sure a grand total of zero people have thought very hard about how English translations of classical Japanese texts are forged into being, but here's a post all about it anyway. If you've ever wondered about what it is you're quoting, what might have been lost in between, or how to torture yourself by being excruciatingly thorough with a classical grammar, then read on. Otherwise, you'll probably fall asleep. You're probably already asleep. I'm sorry; I just needed a break (uh) from writing fic.

Way too much about the opening lines of Tale of the Heike below )

Here's the gloss, sans particles:

祇園精舎Nの鐘Nの声N、諸行無常Nの響きNありV-SS。
沙羅双樹Nの花Nの色N、盛者必衰Nの理NをあらはすV-SS。
奢れるV-RT人Nも久しからずADJ(SHIKU)-MZ、唯ADV春Nの夜Nの夢NのごとしAUX-SS。
たけきADJ(KU)-RT者Nも遂にADVは滅びV-RYAUX-SS、偏にADV風Nの前Nの塵Nに同じADJ(SHIKU)-SS。




Key:
N: Noun
V: Verb
Aux: Auxiliary verb
Adj: Adjective, with subtypes "Shiku" and "Ku"
Adv: Adverb
Inflections: MZ, RY, SS, RT, IZ, MR as per the order above.


So now you know! And probably are making a point never to become a Japanese literature major.


tl;dr: translations omit and lie, but the people who chose to craft those lies are probably hugely overeducated, so just go cautiously with the flow
karanguni: (COOPER rock)
IT'S ANOTHER ONE. I cannot believe that I now have a tag for strange politifigure dreams. I swear that [livejournal.com profile] rahmbamarama comes to me in my sleep and haunts me, because this time, guys, it was even weirder than the original.

THE CANNIBALS ARE COMING FOR YOU, ANDERPONY )


What the hell? is the phrase I have repeated to myself the most this last half an hour of waking. What the hell?

I'm not even sure I can turn this particular mad dream into fic this time.

Oh God/[livejournal.com profile] charlie_d_blue/[livejournal.com profile] evercourant/[livejournal.com profile] two_if_by_sea/[livejournal.com profile] regicidaldwarf, SAVE ME FROM MYSELF
karanguni: (rahm EMANUEL)
MY DREAMSCAPE IS FANFICTION LAND, I swear. Okay, let's recap some basic facts about my life here:

  1. I'm not American
  2. I've been away from serious [livejournal.com profile] rahmbamarama stuff for a good long time


SO, BRAIN, DO TELL ME WHY I dreamt last night that - no lie - of the following:

The year is some-time-after-the-Election. For reasons that are already slipping my memory, people are being silly. I head down to a junkyard to see pre-November-4th newspaper spreads of Palin getting blown up by some pretty crazy people.

Suddenly (and I shit you not), the White House Van draws up. )

And then I wake up, and decide that this dream is probably better than fic, if you just search-replace the word "I" in this entry with "Jon" or "Stephen" or "Anderson" or any other persona of choice. Now the question is - to inflict this on [livejournal.com profile] rahmbamarama (I'm looking at you, [livejournal.com profile] evercourant, [livejournal.com profile] two_if_by_sea, [livejournal.com profile] charlie_d_blue, LOOK WHAT YOU GUYS HAVE DONE TO ME. I can't even WITHDRAW from fandom, it sort of follows me home and asks me to look after it!11!) and accuse them of my ills, or to go book myself a spot in a mental institution, hm...

 

A universe of unmapped grief and love
And new master light is beyond
The pleiades and plow and southern stars.

O soaring
Icarus of outworld, burn bright
The traceries of known skymarks,
Slide the highway planets behind
Your clear waxed wings.

Go conquer the everywhere left
Beyond your sad confinement
In a predicted bonehouse,
Witch thrown riddle of flesh
And water.

O soar until nothing
remains but great glittering holes
In the black godspun shirt over your head.

- John Fairfax