POEM BY HARRIS VLAVIANOS
BLAKE IN PARADISE
Biographers and experts agree
he was crazy.
Was it important though
if he indeed saw angels dancing
on the trees of his garden
or that for hours he talked
to Ιsaiah and Ezekiel?
Wasn’t enough that he gave us
the Proverbs of Hell
and Jerusalem?
Just before he closed his eyes
he asked for pencil and a piece of paper
to draw the face of his beloved
Catherine for the last time.
Under her portrait
with a trembling hand he wrote:
I’m sure it exists
since you exist
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