Prelude to a Winter Carol

Prelude To A Winter Carol
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita\mi ritrovai per una selva oscura,\che la diritta via era smarrita.
Dante, La Divina Commedia

Flakes, flakes, o, flakes... why are you crying? why are you lamenting?
This grey white season, too, shall pass...
What? Pardon? What is it? Are you brooding?

Flakes, flakes, o, flakes... why are you crying? why are you lamenting?
This grey hooded man, too, will cease ...
What? Pardon? What is it? Are you pondering?

Flakes, flakes, o, flakes... why are you crying? why are you lamenting?
This chaotic pounding, too, will efface...
What? Pardon? What is it? Are you ruminating?

Beads, beads, o, beads... what is human nature? why is it roaring?
These trees have signaled the obliterated path. But ... but...
Why? But why are they here? Why? o, why, o, why...

Flakes, flakes, o, flakes... why are you crying? why are you lamenting?
This grey white season, too, shall pass...
What? Pardon? What is it? Are you brooding?

Beads, beads, o, beads... what is human pride? why is it mocking thy mother? thy father? thy father?
These trees have signaled the obliterated path. But ... but...
Why? But why are they here? Why? o, why, o, why...





Icicles, icicles, o, icicles...what is human obtuseness?why is it incapacita- ting him?
These trees have signaled the obliterated path. But ... but..
Is this a question for Thanatos? where is hades? who has summoned the
Minotaur?

Icicles, icicles, o, icicles...what is human vanity?why is it suffocating him? These flowers have enunciated the grey toll. But ... but..
Is this a question for Eros? where is Apollonius? why did Lycius elapse?

Lamia, lamia, o, lamia... why have you come hither? why does your aura
petrify him?
These serpents have imprinted an indelible stain on his soul. But...
Is this a question for Apollo? where is Juno? why did she not sing her hymn?

Tundra, o frozen tundra, o frozen tundra... why have the melodious swallows expired?
These horses have sealed an indelible stain on his mind. But...
Is this a question for a child? where is justice? why do his tears turn into icicles?

O Lucifer, Lucifer, Oh, Lucifer... why have your rings come hither?
These rings: Caina, Antenora, Tolomea, and Giudecca have liquidated his soul!
Is this a quandary for philosophy? where is the blue cave? why do these images -Here- manifest themselves akin to Cocytus?





O Francesca, o Francesca, o Francesca... why has Malatesta come here to slay this child?
This mound emanates not one atom of charm! But... but... why are these barbaric horses thundering at him? This child...
Why have your charms evaporated from these statuesque faces?


O,Plato, o Ariadne, where is the golden fleece image to reveal the sentinel to these barbaric , oscillating horses?
This hammering resonates through the walls of his cerebral hemisphere!
Does this quest transcend this child’s precious temporal lobe sphere... ??!!