Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Storing images of stone

I’ve come to the conjunction of the wheel where the horizon as the sun goes down gives birth for us to the twin-governed sky, and Love’s own star is distant from us all because of the bright ray that crosses it in such a way that it becomes a veil. The planet that brings solace to the frost fully to us through the great arch appears wherein the Seven a small shadow cast; and yet not even one of all the thoughts of love that on me weigh relieves my mind, now harder than a stone in strongly storing images of stone.
From Poems for the Stone Lady by Dante, translated by Joseph Tusiani, part of a larger online series. Update 2022: both link destinations no longer online, so deleted.

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