Inter quas Phoenissa recens a volnere Dido errabat silva in magna; quam Troius heros ut primum iuxta stetit adgnovitque per umbras obscuram, qualem primo qui surgere mense aut videt, aut vidisse putat per nubila lunam, demisit lacrimas, dulcique adfatus amore est

Among these, Phoenician Dido wound still fresh, wandered in a great forest; whom the Trojan hero first stood nearby and recognized through the dark shadows, as one who sees or thinks he sees, early in the month, the moon rise. He sheds tears and speaks to her sweetly.
Book VI, 450-455

Aeneas’ vision of Dido in the underworld contrasts when Dido first sees him in Book I, when he speaks and the cloud his mother embedded him in clears, revealing him “aethera purgat apertum restitit Aeneas claraque in luce refulsit,” shining brightly in clear light and air.  Remember the contrast of hell with that of the upper world which is airy and open – auras and aethera. One reason I chose Book VI is that a woman I know from time to time appears in my dreams, not in a role, just sitting or standing. I don’t recall saying anything to her.

Eighth Day: Oh Boy, Here We Go.

Tenth Day: Would You Please Please Please Please Please Please Please Stop Talking?