Work the City Cannot Hire
Guido del Duca, eyes sewn, maps the Arno as a progress from swine to curs to wolves to foxes. Envy so parched his blood that a neighbour's joy made him livid. He is not offering a development strategy. He is offering a diagnosis the living still need, because the eye still turns with fond doting upon the earth while heaven wheels its beauties around. The exile's work begins as a refusal to flatter the river that made him.
Key Insight
A rejected citizen can still lie for the hometown. If your purpose after the ban is a prettier brochure, you have not used the outside of the gate. You have taken the city's last assignment: public relations.
“Envy so parch'd my blood, that had I seen a fellow man made joyous, thou hadst mark'd a livid paleness overspread my cheek.”Explore full theme analysis
