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He's walking through the church at twilight, sunlit through stainglass windows, crying, to this altar:
http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Michelangelo's_Pieta_5450.jpg
It depicts Jesus after the crucifixion, in Mary's arms.
It seems a cold surface is drawing heat from his hands veins. I think fruit of the earth means farm produce (as opposed to figurative fruit from other sources). But I'm not sure.
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Tell me what you think this poem means?
Black cathedral centered,
onix laid, Michelangelo's
pieta
rosy and sapphire stainedglass
cast apon the marble floors
dancing light, steps echo like dripping rain as it falls from my cheeks.
let me walk as a shadow past the oak pews
colored by the...
violet sun
to the altar
a midnight slab of smooth stone
bare and cold,
lay a hand down to this ode for the requiem
icy steel.
so let the fruit of the earth
drink the warmth from your veins