Hands in the Sistine Chapel Fingertips tentative early that morning you tested the fresh plaster to know if your painting could begin. Too soon: it yielded to your touch and for a moment, to seek support perhaps or simply to pause for thought, you rested your whole hand there, and in that moment of repose you knew the skewed perspective you would use to feign volume for the viewer far below who’d see two hands outstretched to strike the arc-light of creation. I stood there once, high up on the restorers’ scaffold. I saw the handprint that you left that day and at arm’s length I felt your touch. Now, as I gaze upwards from the marble floor, all I can see is the hand of the master in his image of the finger of God. Nico Mann Nico (Nicholas) Mann. Long since retired academic (Cambridge, Warwick, Oxford, London), who has not quite been able to let go of his attachment to Petrarch - less as a poet however than as a scholar and self-fashioner. Other intellectual passions: myth, the Middle Ages and Mnemosyne, which can all be encompassed in the study of the Classical Tradition as a key element in European civilisation. Has been writing and translating poetry for over 60 years and hasn't finished yet, but also teaches yoga, which he has practised for as long as poetry, and is passionate about carving stone.
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