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[*] Post 363342 posted on 19-1-2009 at 22:09 Reply With Quote
Assisi - Norman McCaig



Assisi
The dwarf with his hands on backwards
sat, slumped like a half-filled sack
on tiny twisted legs from which
sawdust might run,
outside the three tiers of churches built
in honour of St Francis, brother
of the poor, talker with birds, over whom
he had the advantage
of not being dead yet.

A priest explained
how clever it was of Giotto
to make his frescoes tell stories
that would reveal to the illiterate the goodness
of God and the suffering
of His Son. I understood
the explanation and
the cleverness.

A rush of tourists, clucking contentedly,
fluttered after him as he scattered
the grain of the Word. It was they who had passed
the ruined temple outside, whose eyes
wept pus, whose back was higher
than his head, whose lopsided mouth
said Grazie in a voice as sweet
as a child's when she speaks to her mother
or a bird's when it spoke
to St Francis.
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[*] Post 363354 posted on 20-1-2009 at 03:17 Reply With Quote


Is this supposed to be poetry or are you trying to tell us something ???????????????
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[*] Post 363358 posted on 20-1-2009 at 06:59 Reply With Quote


There's no supposed about it. It's a fairly well known poem by a Scottish poet called Norman McCaig who is writing about the hypocrisy of those who glorify God while failing to be aware of the sufferings of their fellow man.
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