Ovid wrote this cheeky manual in verse around 1 AD, and it got him exiled. That's either a warning or an endorsement. For two millennia, this satirical guide to love and seduction has sparked outrage and fascination in equal measure. Written by the master poet behind Metamorphoses, it's a sly, irreverent take on the dating game, masquerading as earnest advice while quietly mocking the whole performance of romance. Michie's translation captures Ovid's playful wit and sharp eye for the absurd theater of desire, making this ancient text feel startlingly contemporary. The poem maps out love as a strategic pursuit: where to hunt for partners, how to pursue them, and what happens once you've won. But beneath the practical tips lies something richer: a sharp commentary on Roman society, gender dynamics, and the eternal human comedy of longing. This is for anyone curious about where our modern ideas about dating, attraction, and the pursuit of love really come from. It's a historical artifact, sure, but also a wickedly funny poem about the oldest game on earth.
