Posts tagged Lethe
PURGATORIO, Episode 256. At Long Last, Matelda: PURGATORIO, Canto XXXIII, Lines 103 - 123

The procession continues through Eden and away from Lethe until it’s stopped by a dark, frigid place, even in this spot of primal innocence. It’s also stopped for us the readers because the fair lady tending the garden finally gets a name: Matelda. Who is she? Why has she been so hard to interpret for seven hundred years?

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PURGATORIO, Episode 255. Images, Schools, Obscurities, And The Promise Of Clarity: PURGATORIO, Canto XXXIII, Lines 79 - 102

After Beatrice’s final discourse in PURGATORIO, Dante admits he has images stamped on his brain from what he’s seen and heard although he doesn’t understand much of what she means. Beatrice then launches into a condemnation of whatever school Dante has followed, before making a promise for greater clarity ahead.

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PURGATORIO, Episode 240. Washed Clean In Lethe: PURGATORIO, Canto XXXI, Lines 91 - 111

Awakened from his third fainting spell, Dante is pulled through the river Lethe by the young woman who welcomed him and his poets to the Garden of Eden. She forcefully dunks his head into the water, then places him among the four women dancing on the left side of the chariot around Beatrice.

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PURGATORIO, Episode 236. The Poet Loses His Words: PURGATORIO, Canto XXXI, Lines 1 - 21

Wailing, Dante is silent in the face of Beatrice’s indictment. She is impatient to hear his confession. But she’s also done the unthinkable: she’s robbed a poet of his words. He’s left speechless in front of her . . . about the way he was in front of Francesca back in INFERNO.

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PURGATORIO, Episode 221. The Abundance Of The Poet's Imagination In Eden: PURGATORIO, Canto XXVIII, Lines 109 - 133

The lady across the stream in Eden continues her answer to the pilgrim Dante’s questions about the breeze and the water. In so doing, she offers the botany of Eden and our world, an ecology of Eden, and even the hydrolics of the place, layering meaning over meaning until we enter a fully imagined landscape.

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