Muscle Poems

“he’ll always use his art to make it sorrow;

and if–along the crossing of the Arno–

some effigy of Mars had not remained,

those citizens who afterward rebuilt

their city on the ashes that Attila

had left to them, would have travailed in vain.

I made–of my own house–my gallows place.”

–Dante Alighieri, Inferno XIII 141-51