Assisi: An Online Journal of Arts & Letters Volume 4, Issues 1 & 2 | Page 73

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JEFF FEARNSIDE

ANDREI RUBLEV
Where have you gone,
Andrei Rublev? A cloister
turns its lonely eyes to you,
this cloistered world
with its mendicants swinging
censers, seeking inspiration.
The waft of centuriesold incense a film
over your tempera, you
a celluloid hero.
Tarkovski’s masterpiece about
you, your vision was censored;
even in black and white
color is light. Censors understand that.
They try to suppress nature.
Nature always rebukes
in color.

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