Dreaming about summer. Every day is like this—a crossing made of stones, a river bounded by stones, and a couple of caves hewn in stones. Dante Alighieri was inspired in this gorge, and I’ve been reading the Divine Comedy, slowly and aloud, since visiting it last summer. Poetry offers this bridge every time.
Dreaming about summer. Every day is like this—a crossing made of stones, a river bounded by stones, and a couple of caves hewn in stones. Dante Alighieri was inspired in this gorge, and I’ve been reading the Divine Comedy, slowly and aloud, since visiting it last summer. Poetry offers this bridge every time.
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