Voices on the Wind Voices in the Garden
Sculpture Garden by Chris Dietz Exhausted in vision Paris in the spring Paris, the world’s vision world’s garage sale--everything must go Enter Rodin’s house where Rilke took notes White marble softer than buttocks swayback albino olives The garden’s filled with bronze and Port D’Enfer I cry, ‘We must see it!’ Billy says, ‘Do you want to go in?’ ‘No, it’s just a-- it’s just a--’ But he’s ahead of us inflamed with bravery he runs to Hell’s portal Surveys plummeting angels fallen women tortured metal he tiptoes over to peek behind 'It ends right back here!' he cries triumphantly