The book in Rudston Church(please advise if this is not the right way up)
Most writers, I imagine, must wonder at one time or another about translation. My poems have occasionally appeared in international anthologies (e.g. from India and the USA); but to my knowledge, none of my poems has been translated into another language. Who knows what the future will hold. Works like Homer and Shakespeare, of course, have appeared in countless tongues. I came across a useful
site concerned with translation, and I also found it interesting to read about the eighteenth century views of Samuel Johnson (click
link and read 'A thought for the day').
You may wonder what sparked this train of thought. I was recently at Rudston Church near Bridlington, visiting the grave of the novelist,
Winifred Holtby (and also looking at a gigantic
menhir in the churchyard and reading the memorial tablets to my distant
MacDonald ancestors). As we entered the church, my eyes alighted on a delightful copy of
South Riding ... translated into Japanese by Suzoku Sakamoto.
The book in Rudston Church
