De I finally found out the mysterious reason behind the so many views of “My pregnant heart” poem!
I finally discovered that this particular words’ association is found in one of the Dante’s Divine Comedy translations into English and, the most important of all, is that Prof. Jiang has been teaching Dante for a few years now, especially to Chinese students, but not only to them! An important observation: he is not doing a literary analysis on Divine Comedy. He is talking about the meanings; he is explaining and debating what is behind the poetry.
“Nathaniel Howard’s translation, published in 1807, utilizes the specific phrase „my pregnant heart” in Canto VIII.
Textual Analysis of the Anomaly
In Canto VIII, Dante and Virgil cross the river Styx and encounter Filippo Argenti before approaching the City of Dis. The scene is one of intense emotional repression and external threat.
The snippet 1 provides the exact context from the Howard translation:
„Sorrows may flow, and melting on my lids,
Afford brief respite, till they freeze again.”
„Inform me first,” I answer’d, „who thou art,
Then claim my aid; if I relieve thee not,
May Minos hurl me to the lowest depth!”
He answer’d…
…my pregnant heart.
This phrasing is unique to Howard.”
Of course, I knew nothing about this when I wrote this poem in 2018!
The explanations above have been provided to me by a friend that asked AI Claude in February this year to find explanations behind this extraordinary traffic on my page, but I’ve been noticing intense traffic for more than a year. Until recently, I had not taken action on the explanations provided by Claude. But… when something has to happen, when one has to meet someone, even virtually, the universe has its ways to push things to happen, isn’t it? :)
I finally discovered this wonderful teacher, a humble visionary that, in the meantime, has become so famous on YouTube: Professor Jiang. His channel is called Predictive History and I only hope I have the time to watch all his teachings available for free there.
https://www.youtube.com/@PredictiveHistory
I assume that Prof. Jiang teachings on Dante’s Divine Comedy triggered the search for the text or maybe, I don’t know yet, I haven’t watched but just a bit from his lectures on Dante, maybe he even mentioned this particular and unique translation and so his students could have reached my poem.
Magnetism has its certain ways to bring people together. The law of necessity is also working perfectly well. When a need or question arises, it already contains the way to fulfil it or the answer.
What I consider to be the most valuable in Prof. Jiang’s interviews and teachings (up til now, as I watched very little of his vast body of teachings) is the advice to read the great works of human literature and philosophy and thus to re-learn to think. In this present “copy-paste” or “ask the AI” trending paradigm, the human mind is going to enter the most dangerous stage under a general hypnosis that grows faster and faster, changing its ways through various trends spread into the collective receptive mind. To truly think, use reason in its highest form, is furthermore and gradually developing that complex (and predictive) thinking which might be a composition between intuition and reasoning and even much more than this. That complex “mind” is far more than a collection of information or a software. It is the salvation of the humans and represents the new homo-spiritus.
We can call it the awakened mind if this suits best the understanding of the necessity in this very present we live in. No matter the age, race or other categories we use to separate humanity, this became a must for the survival of the human race.
Reading, processing information with the clear intent of developing yourself and most of all, to find the truth is a very, if not the most, important tool for our modern times. Crossing through the dark forests of words, going forward, even if one’s skin could be bruised or hurt, but going forward towards the light of truth should be the main goal of the individual in 21st century.
While writing this I remembered and made another connection with another poem which I have translated into English, a poem published in my “Anotimpurile cuvintelor” – “Seasons of Words” book (2024). It’s called “Carnea literelor” in Romanian, and I literally translated it – “Letter’s Flesh”. I feel this poem would accompany my current article just fine. Here it is:
Letters’ Flesh
The letters glow their flesh
before the fishermen’s eyes,
gathering in wide loops,
forming words
that flutter like butterflies caught
in the nets of the curious,
between the tips of the fingers
emptied of passion.
Almost burning,
on the tracks of beginnings yet to come,
carriages of letters gather.
They struggle against gravity,
amid the deafening creak of the wheels
avoiding decay.
They wait for another world to begin.
Time,
unblind,
watching the fluttering of words
with clipped wings heading toward the heavens untainted by man,
laughs at them with amnesiac pathos.
The indivisible word slides dully over the crown of the head
into astral descriptions
and myths of clay-
dust wrapped in shrouds,
triangular like a tent over frightened bodies.
The word,
indivisible,
molded itself from letters,
vibrates in the silence that decomposes both meanings and stars.
It is a war of mutilated words,
nearly rotten,
in forms meant to hold a world in specific nooses—
a horizontal prison of vectors,
of waves,
loops,
strings, and trumpets.
It is a war of commanded words-
the history of a world created in illusions...
words-images projected onto the dark canvas
that surrounds the Earth cursed to be ruled by the word.
Peace stretches out
in the silence beyond the flesh of incarnated letters.
Time
blinded by the light of silence,
dissolves into the molten lead of letters.
The meaning intended for creation
has fallen silent.
And here it’s the Romanian original poem:
Last week I had a second attempt to illustrate my poem with music, to make a song out of it. So, I used Suno AI and you can listen the result here:
(The first version is on Suno (@danielamarin) along with other such poems-transformed-into-songs.)
And here I end my story about the fascinating way I’ve come to find out about Prof. Jiang.
Gratefully,
Daniela Marin
Bucharest, Romania (so far away from Beijing, China!)
Worlds of Words 
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