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Venice Night

Venice Night

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Venice Night

He walked with a wet leg into the Museum of Modern art

with me

women were sewing large sails at a huge scale

in painting

men were carved, forever carrying the weight of a detailed pediment

their muscular bodies know strength.

There are women too, in these sculptures

stepping off stone bowls to show muscle and body contortion

just holding on.

.

In the evenings the brightly lit windows

reveal frescos on the ceiling

plaster molded details in the rafters

the reflective waters bounce the dinner scenes

on the canal and through out the entire city

looking up at Venice

from the view of an ocean.

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