confused of calcutta

In my last post I quoted Laocoon from Virgil, and it gives me the opportunity of linking to one of my favourite Rudyard Kipling poems: Et Dona Ferentes.
When I read it as a child, I was incredibly smitten with the image of three-castored grand pianos cantering away… and  a little smitten with the rest of the poem as well.

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ne credite, Teucri / Quidquid id est, timeo Danaos et dona ferentes
Laocoon ( in Virgil’s Aeneid)
In those days he urged us to beware the Greeks even when they came bearing gifts. I’ve had the chance to detach myself from anything and everything for a few days, and it set me thinking. Looking hard at the laptop [...]

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