wheels and descends, but I can sense it only
Sunday, May 24, 2026
INFERNO, Canto XVII, illustration 3 (alternate version)
Title: Slowly, slowly he swims on through space,
INFERNO, Canto XXXIV, illustration 1
Title: I stood now where the souls of the last class
(with fear my verses tell it) were covered wholly;
they shone below the ice like straws in glass.
Some lie stretched out; others are fixed in their place
upright, some on their heads, some on their soles;
INFERNO, Canto XXXIII, illustration 4
Title: "…when a soul betrays as I did,
it falls from flesh, and a demon takes its place,
INFERNO, Canto XXXIII, illustration 3
Title: Their very weeping closes up their eyes;
and the grief that finds no outlet for its tears
turns inward to increase their agonies;
for the first tears that they shed knot instantly
in their eye-sockets, and as they freeze they form
INFERNO, Canto XXXIII, illustration 2
Title: "And just as you see me, I saw them fall
one by one on the fifth day and the sixth .
Then, already blind, I began to crawl
from body to body shaking them frantically.
Two days I called their names, and they were dead.
Sunday, May 17, 2026
INFERNO, Canto XXXIII, illustration 1
Title: …that coop of stone
now called the Tower of Hunger for my sake…
INFERNO, Canto XXXII, illustration 4
Title: As a famished man chews crusts -- so the one sinner
sank his teeth into the other's nape
at the base of the skull, gnawing his loathsome dinner.
Saturday, May 9, 2026
INFERNO, Canto XXXII, illustration 3
Title: I grabbed the hair of his dog's-ruff and I said:
"Either you tell me truly who you are,
or you won't have a hair left on your head."
Wednesday, May 6, 2026
INFERNO, Canto XIV, illustration 2 (alternate version)
Title: At this my Guide spoke with such vehemence
as I had not heard from him in all of Hell:
"O Capaneus, by your insolence
you are made to suffer as much fire inside
as falls upon you. Only your own rage
INFERNO, Canto XXXII, illustration 2
Title: Just so the livid dead are sealed in place
up to the part at which they blushed fpr shame,
and they beat their teeth like storks. Each holds his face
bowed toward the ice, each of them testifies
to the cold with his chattering mouth, to his heart's grief
Sunday, May 3, 2026
INFERNO, Canto XXXII, illustration 1
Title: Whereat I turned and saw beneath my feet
and stretching out ahead, a lake so frozen
it seemed to be made of glass.
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