It seems to me Ian McEwan
though goyish, invited a Jew in,
becoming a holy day tripper
in “Atonement, ” which Jews call Yom Kippur.
Inspired by a clerihews on Socrates, Mallarmé, Valéry and Goethe by W. H. Auden, suggesting to Linda that I write a series myself. Auden’s clerihew on Socrates goes thus:
When Xanthippe
wasn’t feeling too chippy
she’d bawl at Socrates:
“Why aren’t you Hippocrates? ”
8/1/08
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem