Monday, August 20, 2007
Using an old disk ...
... to shuttle between my old home computer and my computer here at work, I found an old poem of mine ...
The Sculpture
It is a great art uncovered from stone,
A fountain embedded among the jewels
Amidst the carnival yard yet alone.
As low designs atop a marble throne,
Lanterns shine on the work of artists' tools;
It is a great art uncovered from stone.
A naked figure the lanterns have shown:
An oasis that the hot desert cools,
Amidst the carnival yard yet alone.
Artisans have ripped off stone clothes to hone
A diamond floating in blue courtyard pools;
It is a great art uncovered from stone.
Out of the plain, Lot's salty wife has flown,
Only to be a pillar among fools,
Amidst the carnival yard yet alone.
A colosus blasted from Vulcan's cone
Can be as pretty as a weaver's spools;
It is a great art uncovered from stone,
Amidst the carnival yard yet alone.
Written
20 December 1998.
The Sculpture
It is a great art uncovered from stone,
A fountain embedded among the jewels
Amidst the carnival yard yet alone.
As low designs atop a marble throne,
Lanterns shine on the work of artists' tools;
It is a great art uncovered from stone.
A naked figure the lanterns have shown:
An oasis that the hot desert cools,
Amidst the carnival yard yet alone.
Artisans have ripped off stone clothes to hone
A diamond floating in blue courtyard pools;
It is a great art uncovered from stone.
Out of the plain, Lot's salty wife has flown,
Only to be a pillar among fools,
Amidst the carnival yard yet alone.
A colosus blasted from Vulcan's cone
Can be as pretty as a weaver's spools;
It is a great art uncovered from stone,
Amidst the carnival yard yet alone.
Written
20 December 1998.
# posted by alberich @ 12:52 PM 
