wandering through solitary woodlands || Metamorphoses III.138-176

A little context so you are not totally confused: I've been translating the Metamorphoses, a work by the Roman poet Ovid, in my Latin class. My teacher requires very literal translations, but I've been wanting to try my hand at a more poetic version. So, using the Latin text, my original (stilted, though technically accurate)…

rambles from an exhausted and overwhelmed senior, part the first (wednesday, september 16)

i'm doing my latin homework, headphones jammed in to block out the world, instrumental music (supposedly less distracting) blasting into my head, and suddenly "what child is this" comes on. and suddenly i want to write about it. *sigh* it's a christmas song (my fingers wanted to capitalize that, but i wouldn't let them because...…