Wednesday, April 10, 2024

( via / via )

"Bartsch-Zimmer set out to write her translation in no more than six feet per line, like Vergil, without adding lines or leaving any meaning out."

All our writings are levels of Dante's Hell now. Everyone is assigned a place, based on merits & demerits. The eye of the Panopticon, internalized.

"This made me feel an emotion I cannot even roughly name."

on Greiner-rug glaiveclad · regard Tomita
clyte at "1418" · like a kaffir squire
the moon again moved · to the back burner

Wucherungen.

No comments: