I’ve forgotten to start my annual read of Dante’s Comedy! I started early this morning, finishing off five cantos before Micah got up. I’m sure another Dante post or five will be coming soon.
I’ve read the entire Comedy (that is to say, Inferno, Purgatorio, and Paradiso) every summer since 2002, and I don’t intend to break the streak this year. I also try to read Paradise Lost, Paradise Regained, and a long poem from Homer, Virgil, Ovid, or the Northern European (e.g. Old English, Norse, or Icelandic) corpus every year, but Dante is the poet that I hope never to skip. I still think that Dante’s is my favorite poem of all time. I love Milton, but even in English translation there’s something about Dante that sets him above even the great blind poets. Every year I find something different that draws me in–some years it’s the theology, others the history, others still the psychology. I suppose we’ll just have to see what I see this year.