Hidden behind a church, this quiet little park climbs up the side of Posillipo hill, a switchback walking path follows the contours of the park’s terraces. Enshrouded within an encroaching urban landscape – the nearby train station and a heavily trafficked car tunnel – it’s a (quasi) quiet respite from the hustle and bustle of the city. The views of Vesuvius and the Bay are a sight to behold, but in Virgil’s day this entire area was a bit of paradise here on earth.
It was Virgil’s wish to be buried in Parthenope; the myth that the Augustan era tomb in this little park is his lingers, even 2000 years on. Inside, modern day pilgrims leave notes to the sorcerer in a tripod burner. Nearby, is the entrance to the Crypta Neapolitana, a tunnel he is is said to have created out of the thin air. A few terraces below, another poet is entombed here, the celebrated early 19th century poet Giacomo Leopardi giving the park its other name, the Park of the Poets.