Vitruvian Man

The Vitruvian Man stands with his arms outstretched, measured by geometry
and God. Leonardo's lines follow Vitruvius's law: that every body, like
every temple, must be strong, functional, beautiful.

My arms flap
not in golden ratios
But in flailing attempts failing attempts
As I try to dance
Or exist
As a perfect man woman artist

A studio drawing, uncovered in a notebook. Musings of the human body that
have spread across centuries and continents. A representation of the
Renaissance: art, science, and divinity questioned at once.

I attempt to postulate
Art as god To relate
Artist to nature
To say:
We are nature.

Queer body,
Trans bones,
Sacred being.

The Encyclopedia Britannica notes that da Vinci conceived the drawing of the
Vitruvian man "as a cosmografia del minor mondo (cosmography of the
microcosm). He believed the workings of the human body to be an analogy for
the workings of the universe."

A divine construction.

I don't measure to the perfect
proportions
of the Vitruvian man
or the dexterity of da Vinci's hands.
But I do believe
that the human body
is a microcosm
for the workings of the universe.

A divine construction which allows me to breathe.
To dance.

My cells
that grow
and change
and multiply
and create

Imperfect
but alive.