DIVINE COMEDY: Layover in Purgatorio

O’Hare International Airport at Christmastime: a maze of crowds and chaos. I’d never have guessed that O’Hare, of all places, would be my guide out of digital purgatory. But here we are. Long time, no blog.

There’s an ascendant feel to terminal H, no? The twinkling lights overhead, the glowing doves and floating Earth; the neon nothingness dividing airy heavens from a swarm of zombie travelers, blurry mouths agape in Edvard Munch-y fashion. “A strong impression of delight or pain…”


When any of our faculties retains
a strong impression of delight or pain,
the soul will wholly concentrate on that,

neglecting any other power it has
(and this refutes the error that maintains
that-one above the other-several souls

can flame in us); and thus, when something seen
or heard secures the soul in stringent grip,
time moves and yet we do not notice it.

— from the Fourth Canto of Purgatorio: Dante Alighieri, Divine Comedy

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