The Pope to the Sculptor, “Paint!”Michelangelo, “No thanks.”Replied the Pope, “That wasn’t a request.Now I trust you to do your very best.” Back and forthand round and rounduntil the ceiling was completed. Reluctant artistmade a workthat can never be repeated. This poem was inspired by a recent outing to see the Sistine Chapel exhibit inContinue reading “Sistine”
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