Sunday, May 24, 2026
INFERNO, Canto XVII, illustration 3 (alternate version)
Title:
Slowly, slowly he swims on through space,
wheels and descends, but I can sense it only
by the way the wind blows upward past my face.
10.75 x 7.75 inches
acrylic paint and collage on found paper
May 24, 2026
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