WordsOut poems by

Angelico
The Deposition
of Fra Angelico
Christ’s
body down between them like a waterfall,
women and
Florentine merchants—united
time to
keep them from this act
as well
have happened just like this—the Spirit’s
tolling
over the cool cloister of San Marco
pardoning
our failures, reborn in this unlikely sacrifice,
brilliant with hope against a Tuscan sky?