{"id":337,"date":"2019-08-04T11:26:07","date_gmt":"2019-08-04T15:26:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.lydiaink.com\/?p=337"},"modified":"2020-05-13T21:55:45","modified_gmt":"2020-05-14T01:55:45","slug":"entering-hell","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/2019\/08\/04\/entering-hell\/","title":{"rendered":"Entering Hell"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">If I became the female self of Dante Alighieri<br> I want Hans Rookmaaker as my Virgil &#8211; my teacher through hell.<br> Hell then would be a spiraling modern art gallery, a nine story icebox.<br> The bottom of that icebox the imprisoned Monet, paintbrush in hand,<br> &#8220;Where is the sensation?&#8221; Monet laments to his separated talent.<br> &#8220;Where the five sensations go when dead, I suppose,&#8221; states the demon.<br> Asking my guide if all our talents speak after death, he teaches me;<br> \u201cThose to whom death surprises remain separate from themselves.\u201d<br> \u201cAnd how does death surprise, teacher?\u201d I ask.<br> \u201cBy allowing sensation to be your guide is just the start of death&#8217;s deceit.\u201d<br> My guide takes me to my soul\u2019s Beatrice.<br> A monk who prays the classics and beautifies the deep well walls\u00a0of knowledge.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We labor the illuminated mountain together.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Photo by JR Korpa on Unsplash<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If I became the female self of Dante Alighieri<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[11,22,9],"class_list":["post-337","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-amwriting","tag-poetry","tag-poettues"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"amp_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/337","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=337"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/337\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":717,"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/337\/revisions\/717"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=337"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=337"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lydiaink.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=337"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}