Artist at work, UST Manila
It is not Rodin's
when hands are hands,
when to the sky rise
to beg, to praise;
hands are humble,
shackled in grip...
they melt to the ground
like the body shrinking
back to Mother Earth. ~
* Auguste Rodin, French scupltor
It is not Rodin's
when hands are hands,
when to the sky rise
to beg, to praise;
hands are humble,
shackled in grip...
they melt to the ground
like the body shrinking
back to Mother Earth. ~
* Auguste Rodin, French scupltor
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