1246
31.v.23
4.152
Kolozsvár
worn effigy
ekphrastic for fresco
remnant in Szent Mihály-templom
it must be devotion does
this
the fingers, devout, reaching
to touch
how many blessings
received?
king in the wall is a
kind of forever
who is it sits on the
horse outside?
we gather at the tail
like the coin, through
use, laid base
flame heart or like a
cloud to wear
the face not quite
away
the angel, like a
moomin, come down
out of the day, in
cathedral cool
and this is the work
of time
lackey lips rubbed
silent now
the king is formed
into a frown
his work to be long
gone
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