Roses named "Midnight Blue" tipping toward the noon-time sky. Revelations of pink! And I just passed the 25th canto of Paradiso in my slow reading of The Divine Comedy. I don't miss Inferno anymore. Also reading Breton's Conversations: The Autobiography of Surrealism. Finally getting the backstory on art as I know it.
Tag: Dante
Enlighted
Sunrise, as reflected in the mansard roof's windows, is the most glorious part of these winter days. I don't want to finish reading the Divine Comedy--enjoying paradise! So I've set it aside and picked up Wolfram von Eschenbach's Parzival, another journey that will take me a while.
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