2011 winter poetry concertogrosso

by Nicolas A. Destino

It's much like framework to say heaven is
emerald and endless lawns above and to the
right, where composers like Archangelo Corelli
are held hostage.

It's much like framework to say heaven is an
October night just below the prostate gland,
where sense memory is held hostage to the
sounds of a Corelli string work.

It's much like framework to say that heaven
is ladders going above and to the right of your
sense memory, when put into words resembles
emerald lawns in October, shimmering to the
rhythm of a Corelli string work. Then everything
held hostage is released at the same time.

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