Status Updates From The Divine Comedy Cantica I...

If Omi sees me reading and asks me to read it to her I always do. So today she got a dose of Purgatory Canto VII. She listened patiently for a while and said “I don’t understand this book. Where’s my Winnie the Pooh?” walking away

Love meeting the lazy and curt Belacqua (Beckett’s favorite) at the bottom of mount Purgatory and looking up different translations for his “O brother, what's the use of climbing?” and "Now go thou up, for thou art valiant."

The thing about digging into dense historical literature is that you can find so many outlets of people absolutely giddy to talk about context, translations, interpretations, biographical information & the cattiness of academics who disagree with each other (ie some claim Dante never turns right in Inferno. WRONG!) I just love it.
Listening to Walking with Dante while reading

“Persons who pontificate about Dante without making mention of his Purgatory may reasonably be suspected of knowing him only at second hand, or of having at most skimmed through the circles of his Hell in the hope of finding something to be shocked at.”

Go ahead and drag me to hell, Dorothy L. Sayers, I was just there with Dante.