Hell is deep —
all the more astonishing to look up,
then, and be blinded by
the light.
Note: I’m still feeling my way through Dante’s
Divine Comedy — Hell, to be precise. I’ve just finished Henry F. Cary’s “Hell,” and am ready as hell to read John Aitken Carlyle’s “Inferno.” After that, I’ll move on to Melville Best Anderson’s “Purgatorio.”
9 comments:
What the hell, William! Is the devil making you do this?
Have a great day!!!
Jan
I will, Jan, as soon as he hands out sun glasses.
A little dark reading? Is it hot in here, or is it just me?
Dante’s punishments are so vivid and severe, I’d say there is plenty of heat to go around.
Love this,
very uplifting...
Paints a great picture William...
Never look up! Angel droppings might get in your eye.
I remember my folks having a Book-Of-The-Month Dante with the Dore (silent egout there) engravings, when I was small - a formative and pleasing book, alongside Sagan's Cosmos and a lot of moldering science fiction magazines.
Thanks very much, Brad!
Peter, those Doré (alt + 0233, in case you’re interested) engravings are great. I have the over-sized Dover edition of them right here, along with his work for Paradise Lost and The Rime of the Ancient Mariner. Oh — and thanks for the advice.
yes, no matter how pressed into darkness you are
when you look up...
that should keep us warm, shouldn't it?
xo
erin
Erin, I think looking up means we are warm, which in turn means anything is possible.
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