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Not like Dante

discovering a commedia

upon the slopes of heaven

I would paint a different kind

of Paradiso

in which the people would be naked

as they always are

in scene like that

because it is supposed to be

a painting of their souls

but there would be no axioms angels telling them

how heaven is

the perfect picture of

a monarchy

and there would be no fires burning

in the hellish holes below

in which I might have stepped

nor any altars in the sky except

fountain of imagination.


A Coney Island of a Mind, n° 13 – Lawrence Ferlinghetti