(for Michela Pegurri)
Above the steep medieval streets paved with ochre chevrons,
The piazza reclines in serenity between the knife-edges of shadow and light,
As it has since before the flown lion conquered all with its vaunting pride,
And petrified the city into its marble and stone posterity of pink and white;
Arched and columned beneath the ancient clock-tower,
Older than the time of Leonardo,
Sun-dialling alone from a bright blue sky
Around the blazing square’s architecture of power.
But beyond the Palazzo della Ragione,
Heaven’s immaculate beauty is shining through its high vaulting,
To illuminate the intricate façade of Santa Maria Maggiore,
Where golden children ride the worn pink lion forever haunting its portico.
©2016 Paul Carpenter
Extract from Paul’s book “The Storm Dove”
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