Monday, May 3, 2021

New translation of a sonnet by Dante

I just translated the sonnet, "Guido, I wish," by Dante. It will be included in the historical background section for my Inferno translation. Check it out here:

            Guido, I wish (Guido i’ vorrei) (2021)
 

Sunday, December 27, 2020

Sonnets for Ashley Faye: Christmas 2020

Christmas this year, the world is shut inside.
No gatherings of family and friends,
no feasting with a ham and chocolate pie.
Just sit indoors and wait for it to end.

But baby, if I must be stuck at home,
I’m happy that I'm stuck at home with you.
We’re isolated, but we’re not alone,
for we are two in one and one in two.

So Christmas this year, let us stay inside.
We’ll drink hot cocoa sitting by the fire,
we’ll roast a bird and make our own damn pie,
we’ll have our Christmas as our hearts desire.

The world can fall apart if we’re together,
so long as I'm with you, now and forever.

Friday, June 19, 2020

Inferno I.130-136 (engraving by Gustave Doré)


And I to him: “Poet, I ask you please—
by that same God whom you had never known,
so, from this evil and worse, I may flee—

to lead me to the place of which you spoke,
that I might see the gateway of Saint Peter
and those whom you make out to be so low.”

Then he moved on, and I kept after the leader.

Sunday, May 17, 2020

Inferno I.49-54 (engraving by Gustave Doré)


And then a wolf, who seemed to be encumbered
with every craving, looking lean and light,
and she’s made wretched lives for many others—

with the fear that issued from her very sight,
she put upon me such a heavy strain
that I lost hope of getting to the height.

Tuesday, May 12, 2020

Inferno I.46-48 (engraving by Gustave Doré)


Against me he appeared to make his way,
with his head high and with furious hunger,
so that the air itself appeared to quake.

Sunday, May 3, 2020

Inferno I.31-33 (engraving by Gustave Doré)


And behold, just where the hill begins to slope,
a leopard light and lithe and very fast,
and covered over with a spotted coat;

Sunday, April 26, 2020

Inferno I.1-9 (engraving by Gustave Doré)


In the middle of the journey of our life
I found myself again in a dark forest,
for I had lost the pathway straight and right.

Ah how hard it is to describe, this forest
savage and rough and overwhelming, for
to think of it renews my fear before it!

It is so bitter, death is little more;
but to discuss the good I found, I’ll say
the other things I witnessed there before.