Mille trecento ventisette, a puntoIn 2013, at exactly the eight hour of the sixth of December, I am entering the labyrinth, and I too see no way out — at least not before Monday. I am entering the grading zone. See you next week.
su l’ora prima, il dì sesto d’aprile,
nel laberinto intrai, né veggio ond’esca.
In 1327, at exactly
the first hour of the sixth of April,
I entered the labyrinth, and I see no way out.
Petrarch 211, from a poem on first seeing Laura (my translation)
Friday, December 6, 2013
Il laberinto
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Stay hydrated, keep the guitar out of hand's reach, and don't forget to re-orient yourself with the sun now and again. :)
Yes, I have plenty of water, and the sun might be out tomorrow. My guitar’s in the closet, but the piano . . . there’s a problem.
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