Catullus is obviously confused, which is an ever prevelent emotion and reaction to such a situation. As in previous poems he juxtaposes his feelings and balances them. Here, it seems as if he is trying very diligently to balance himself out, but it's impossible. His mind is cloudy and his heart is torn. Catullus is lost with and without Lesbia.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Catullus 75
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)

No comments:
Post a Comment