Carceri D'Invenzione (IX)
Doorway Surmounted by a Colossal Wheel-shaped Opening
The road ends at the foot of a mountain. Stairs leads up to a stone
doorway in the face of the cliff, crudely hewn from massive, roughly
finished blocks. As you approach, under the fading light of day and a
lowering sky, strange tricks of perspective give the cracks and
fissures in the mountain face above the door an elusive sense of
meaning, as if they were a gigantic etching of what lies beyond the
door. But they do not yield their secret.
There are many thystles here.
A raven flies out of the gloom and perches on a ledge. "Raak," it cries.
"Raak. Raak." The whole scene trembles for an instant, as if the
dreamer were turning in his sleep.