so i'm in rome and though i've been doing a lot of writing, i clearly haven't been doing a lot of blogging. it's been awhile since i've posted any poetry and indeed, awhile since i've written any poetry but since that's sort of what i'm here to do, i thought i'd take a quick minute to share one. (it's about a painting of one of the popes) :)
red velvet toesy peeks out from billowing beige silk
matching velvet cap, cape and even crushed
velvet cushion (crushed by holy ass)
in his left hand scriptures? a letter? a speech?
with his right hand a slight wave, or maybe
a shadow puppet to pass the time or
perhaps the artist said "that's it" just
as he was about to say "got your nose"
nevertheless a familiar papal pose.