Ode to Nan Min - V (Sonnet) "Make me a sculpture" is your fair request And as I to your memory would bequest A fitting tribute, you become my quest To fashion thee as makes thine image best. Pygmalion, [1] inspired with like zest Carved fair-framed Galatea to attest The beauty man may fashion to arrest The eyes of onlookers with awe possessed. But man's presumption I needs must protest For God made Eve, on Adam's bone expressed. "Bone of my bone" [2] said he, for she, undressed, Was succor sweet of sod-soiled sower stressed. "Flesh of my flesh", say I, alike impressed: My ministry to balm thy distressed breast. [1]      "Pygmalion, King of Cyprus, fashioned the statue of a woman and fell in love with his own creation. Aphrodite gave the statue life, Pygmalion married her, and they had a daughter, Paphos. The statue-woman was not called Galatea until much later" (Bergen Evans, 'Dictionary of Mythology'). [2]      Genesis 2:23