cried out, raising his stumps on the foul air
Saturday, February 21, 2026
Friday, February 20, 2026
INFERNO, Canto XXVIII, illustration 2
Title: Another -- he had his throat slit, and his nose
slashed off as far as the eyebrows, and a wound
where one of his ears had been -- standing with those
who stared at me in wonder from the pit,
opened the grinning wound of his red gullet
Tuesday, February 17, 2026
INFERNO, Canto XXVIII, illustration 1
Title: Behind us, warden of our mangled horde,
the devil who butchers us and sends us marching
waits to renew our wounds with his long sword
when we have made the circuit of the pit;
for by the time we stand again before him
all the wounds he gave us last have knit.
Saturday, February 14, 2026
INFERNO, Canto XXVII, illustration 4
Title: And so it left, and we
crossed over to the arch of the next fosse
where from the iron treasury of the Lord
Sunday, February 8, 2026
INFERNO, Canto XXVII, illustration 3
Title: "Later, when I was dead, St. Francis came
to claim my soul, but one of the Black Angels
said: 'Leave him. Do not wrong me. This one's name
went into my book the moment he resolved
INFERNO, Canto XXVII, illustration 2
Title: "Polenta's eagles brood
over her walls, and their pinions cover Cervia.
The city that so valiantly withstood
the French, and raised a mountain of their dead,
feels the Green Claws again. Still in Verrucchio
the Aged Mastiff and his Pup, who shed
Montagna's blood, raven in their old ranges.
The cities of Lamone and Santerno
are led by the white den's Lion, he who changes
his politics with the compass."
INFERNO, Canto XXVII, illustration 1
Title: Now, as it left us
with the sweet Poet's license, another came
along that track and our attention turned
to the new flame: a strange and muffled roar
Friday, January 30, 2026
Monday, January 26, 2026
INFERNO, Canto XXVI, illustration 3
Title: "Master," I said, "your words make me more sure,
but I had seen already that it was so
and meant to ask what spirit must endure
the pains of that great flame which splits away
in two great horns, as if it rose from the pyre
where Eteocles and Polynices lay?"
He answered me: "Forever round this path
Ulysses and Diomede move in such dress
Sunday, January 25, 2026
INFERNO, Canto XXVI, illustration 2
Title: I stood on the bridge, and leaned out from the edge;
so far, that but for a jut of rock I held to
I should have been sent hurtling from the ledge
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