It was one of the purest works of modernism I had read, certainly from that part of modernism that had been interested in the classical age, such as Ezra Pound’s The Cantos, Hermann Broch’s The Death of Virgil, and James Joyce’s Ulysses, or, for that matter, Paal Brekke’s Roerne fra Itaka – The Oarsmen of Ithaca. Like
