But soft like
Posted: September 4th, 2007, 9:17 am
But soft like renaissance, like romanesque
antiquities— if solid, graceful in
simplicity of line and angle, arched
and classical: these airy Tuscan flats
that back fantastic holy memoirs of
a Galilean boy. Denial reigns
and lies so understandably persist
to realism subtly resist—
a joyful god whose Bacchus pilgrim trains
enjoy the endless ease of laughter, of
unhampered Pax Romana space— yes, that’s
a god I’d rather than the one whose parched
and war-wrecked flecks of life ferment within
a vintage not of grapes, but blood grotesque.
antiquities— if solid, graceful in
simplicity of line and angle, arched
and classical: these airy Tuscan flats
that back fantastic holy memoirs of
a Galilean boy. Denial reigns
and lies so understandably persist
to realism subtly resist—
a joyful god whose Bacchus pilgrim trains
enjoy the endless ease of laughter, of
unhampered Pax Romana space— yes, that’s
a god I’d rather than the one whose parched
and war-wrecked flecks of life ferment within
a vintage not of grapes, but blood grotesque.