The Ancient Flame



Dante meets Beatrice

At the ends of Purgatorio

Where she descends amid a cloud of blossoms

It was such a long wait for Dante

Aware of his many infidelities

Yet struck anew and inwardly pierced

As when he had first seen Beatrice.

(unknown author, but I liked it and thought I'd share it)
Ashe :)





Poetry by Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-10-07 at 18:45

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France England
Love knows no fault! Great write! I get it.
2017-10-12


Sameen
Ay oh noice
2017-10-09


LFD3
Oh yeah. I like that too.
2017-10-08