I am not the Notre-Dame
My arches have fallen My walls are caving in My buttresses have flown I’m lacking symmetry And most egregiously? Even the grotesque gargoyles pity me. challenge: to write a self-portrait poem, in which you explain why you are not a particular piece of art (a symphony, a figurine, a ballet, a sonnet), use at least one outlandish comparison, and a strange (and maybe not actually real) fact.