Eugenio,
that the people of Assisi
should commission a statue
of your bust,
and mount it here upon a wall
to designate this narrow way
whose restaurants and shops
still flourish
long after you have become
-- to those of us
who do not speak your mother tongue --
just this:
a name, a plaque,
a statue, a street;
no longer flesh and blood;
your history unknown...
And as you stare so fixedly
at the church wherein
St. Francis' body lies,
can you, too, feel the emanations from his tomb?
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