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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.

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