“Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if I had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.” (1920)
Okay, why the poetry again? Well, it seems relevant to my latest strip abstract. When I googled the poem so I could get the wording right, I discovered that there is a link between this poem and Dante’s Inferno, where the worse sinners of all (those who hate) are found at the bottom of the circles of hell, frozen in ice, while the rest of passionate hell blazes above them.
Anyway, I’ll let you see if you can figure out why this poem kept swimming in my head while I worked on this abstract:
Maybe I made that cool (temperature-wise) abstract to counterbalance my “Olvera Street Fiesta” series, which is loosely based on photos I took of paper flowers for sale on Olvera Street in LA: