Poem January 5, 1957 Issue

A LESSON FROM MICHELANGELO

Pierrepont E. Twitchell

He was the greatest sculptor of them all.
He seemed to see within the marble block
In full reality the form he sought.
He labored long with chisel and with maul,
And slowly from the huge and shapeless rock
He found the thing he first had hewed in thought.

Each one, we know, not only can but must
Take up a task. As Michelangelo
Removed the waste to bring his thought to light,
We too must chip, and sweep away the dust
To find that which we seek. Each hammer blow
Removes an error, puts a lie to flight.
The perfect man appears; our work well done.
We see the form of God's beloved son.

Pierrepont E. Twitchell

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