In Firenza, the square there, <br />replicated he stands, as <br />a monument, to man-god-incarnation. <br />Let him speak, the sculptor said, <br />after chiselling away unwanted <br />marble. Let him speak. <br />Couture sculptor, <br />fashionistas, divine <br />made flesh, this Easter, <br />incarnate. <br />What fashion does is <br />making mystery real, <br />taking man from marble <br />tomb, <br />making beauty speak, <br />hush, don't speak. <br />you only need to look. <br />Its a divine thing. <br />Ah! fashion is David with clothes.<br /><br />Bernard Kennedy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/david-as-fashion/
