My photo of a whimsical graffiti on a Venice street wall
‘Non c’e più nessun Virgilio a guidarci nell’Inferno‘
literally translated:
‘There’s no more Virgil left to guide us through Hell‘
We’re lost in the dark, and this time there’s no teacher, no poet to show us the way.
Maybe we burned our Virgils, or maybe we just stopped listening.