 Romanesque Arches Inside the huge romanesque church the tourists jostled in the half darkness. Vault gaped behind vault, no complete view. A few candle-flames flickered. An angel with no face embraced me and whispered through my whole body: 'Don't be...  Creative Writing in Health and Social Care - Page 44by Fiona Sampson - 2004 - 240 pagesLimited preview - About this book
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...light as I come out into the wet piazza, thinking of Tomas Transtromer's poem 'Romanesque Arches'. Inside the huge Romanesque church the tourists jostled...inside them all vault opened behind vault endlessly. I converse for a moment with 'Mr and Mrs Jones, Herr Tanaka and Signora Sabatini'. But after a while... | |
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