Today we present an anonymous poet’s verse:
"Mies is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in glass boxes;
He leadeth me besides sterile buildings.
He restoreth my soul;
He leadeth me through the universal spaces for his name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of
Wright, I will fear no evil; for thou are with
me; thy marble and thy bronze they comfort me;
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of everybody,
Thou anointest my head with modules; my detail runneth over.
Surely Johnson and Bunshaft shall follow me all thedays
of my life, and I will dwell in the house of
Today’s historic item is courtesy of Betty Brown and the publication, “Thanks for the View, Mr. Mies,” 2012. If you would like to share ephemera from Lafayette Park, send us a copy at firstname.lastname@example.org.› Read more