UFFIZI gallery street sonnetA Poem by TessieA street sonnet is made when the writer walks from one place to another and writes a new line every time, completely inspiered by that moment and in no relation to the previous lines.A dog that howles she killed her child the ceiling is painted the river turned green this is Da Vinci, I think… red room of Michelangelo but do they have McDonalds in Italy? she froze in her point his head in her arms Sandro Botticelli, number 10-14 the colour scheme is bright and clean he just spent four years in Florence Figilo di Nobe eaduto in ginoccho* so beautiful, I want to cry *Son of Niobe fallen to one knee © 2014 Tessie |
StatsAuthorTessieStockholm, SwedenAboutHello! My name is Emma Tess, I live in Stockholm and I study art. I work as a bartender and puppeteer, I love sheep and on my free time I go to a farm and recharge. I write a lot for myself, to .. more..Writing
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