Precipio
Beneath the cherubs of Basilica di
Santa Maria Maggiore, St. Frances of
Assisi inculcates the embroidered
Il tuo sorriso è l’alba che ** perso questa mattina
word of God, threaded into centuries
of artwork extinction, rehabilitated
into the minds of a museum, where
we cannot touch, only to distinguish,
what is ours, what is there’s, why
we must perderò understand the
implications of sunrises bringing
another day of God to teach.
Our loss of Nativity is
freestanding figures
brought on by time.
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I was invited to read poems as a response to Ann Hamilton's exhibit at the Spencer Museum of Art. Read more about this event here: (This poem is actually shaped like a face, but I can't get the lines to stay, but you can see the actual shape at the link)
http://shannonathompson.com/2013/04/19/reading-event-ann-hamilton-at-the-spencer-museum-of-art/
I was invited to read poems as a response to Ann Hamilton's exhibit at the Spencer Museum of Art. Read more about this event here: (This poem is actually shaped like a face, but I can't get the lines to stay, but you can see the actual shape at the link)
http://shannonathompson.com/2013/04/19/reading-event-ann-hamilton-at-the-spencer-museum-of-art/
