Apology in Rome

Andrea Potos

 

Let me say now, I
used you too--dark flint
on which the flesh
was struck. I
mistook you
for the source,
     like Michaelangelo’s God--
his finger almost touching Adam’s
on the magnificent ceiling my whole body
ached to see--that spark of beauty
on the verge of being born.  

 
 

Andrea Potos is the author of six poetry collections, most recently AN INK LIKE EARLY TWILIGHT and WE LIT THE LAMPS OURSELVES from Salmon Poetry. She has received two Outstanding Achievement Awards in Poetry from the Wisconsin Library Association, and also the James Hearst Poetry Prize from the North American Review.She lives in Madison, Wisconsin.