PIERO della FRANCESCA (b. 1416, Borgo San Sepolcro, d. 1492, Borgo San Sepolcro)
In honor of Our Lady during her month of May and thanks to the talent of Mother Mary Francis P.C.C., I found this poem:
Queen of Craftsmen
Blow by exquisite blow,
The crystal hammers oh her love
Fasten the careful joinings of His bones.
Prophets have sung this craft: how men may number
These bones, but never break an one of them.
What blueprint guides you, Queen of architects,
To trace sure paths for wandering veins
That run Redemption's wine?
Who dipped your brush, young artist, so to tint
The eyes and lips of God? Where did you learn
To spin such silk of hair, and expertly
Pull sinew, wind this Heart to tick our mercy?
Thrones, Powers fall down, worshipping your craft
Whom we, for want of better word, shall call
Most beautiful of all the sons of men.
Worker in motherhood, take our splintery songs
Who witness What you make, in litanies:
Oh, Queen of craftsmen, pray for us who wait.
Mother Mary Francis P.C.C.
Summon Spirit's Cry: A Collection of Poems.
San Francisco: Ignatius Press, 1996.
