Saint Peter's Cathedral, Caen, 2025

 

                                                                                   

Saint Peter’s Cathedral

Caen, 2025

 

 

Passing the final hours in the city,

You enter through the great door of the cathedral,

Pass beneath the almost subterranean knaves,

Whose great petrified limbs interconnect like the canopy of a dark wood

 

Above you, then, man’s great enigmatic obsession for analogy

Continues… and walking slowly, respectfully,

You witness the phenomenon of all the Christian iconography,

Which you haven’t experienced in years.

 

Then, some images taken from a probe,

Some great lens which breached the impenetrable heavens

Only to steal snapshots of the absolute immensity of the cosmos;

 

The great spire suffered a direct hit during the events of 44,

Taking out also the old organ. Both have been reconstructed now,

Out from all the faceless, and nameless dead.