Did you discover your dolce stil nuovo
was not in Latin but in Florentine.
You had the courage to be unique,
as different as a turtle dove among
the pigeons. And nobody can conjecture
who schooled you to be the genius
that you were, achieving the title
Of Il Sommo Poeta for posterity from
your humble origins of Tuscan poetry,
you also fraternised with the writings
of those starkly influential but obscure
troubadours, and, of course, Cicero,
Virgil and Ovid. And should you know,
I think of your greatness in challenging
the pulp-it Popes of Rome, in spite of
being born and brought up in Papal
jurisdictions; never fearing, and calling out
the Popes for their gross demeanours!
I, most particularly, liked your depiction
caricaturing the Popes with their heads
sticking into each other’s arseholes. And
your numerous literary works. The horror-inducing
Divina Comedia most of all! How did you get away
from Papal scrutiny, when most others would have
been excommunicated, put to the sword or
burnt at the stake! You may surely have been
very adept at Freemasonry to be able to do it!
I know something about you that no one else does – that
you were one of the last Templar Grandmasters!
Anteceding the last Templar Grandmaster Jacques
Du Molay, who could not avoid the fate of being burnt
at the stake by the lechers, Philip the Fair and Pope Clement the V.
And so were the Templar secrets lost from the custodians
of fire, earth and air to unseemly men, who misused and abused
that knowledge that was rapined from the Templars!
And finally, even though many thought you were
hallucinating about your Platonic love, Beatrice; I do believe
that there was a divine connexion between the two of you
and that, she was your absolute eternal mentor and guide!
Dear Dante, I look upon you not just as a great poet and philosopher,
but as a mythic hero!