This roof's a maze of spires and pinnacles
Casting a tracery of shade as I stand
Transfixed in the arched doorway
I balance On slate tiles to peer up
at the gargoyles Poised to swoop
from a belfry or gable. Marble
saints look down on the same Piazza
Pious tyrants crossed on the way to Mass:
Visconti, Sforza, Napoleon, Mussolini.



