Ode to Verdi: Fair Violetta

By Michele Habel-Coffey

 

Rising – Falling

So appalling

Tasting her soul

Devouring her whole

 

Pinnacle of rising youth

Flesh upon the sharpened tooth

Of wolves upon the bleeding kill

So it ends – the boney thrill

 

Courtesan, Concubine

Richest hoar, fine as wine

Drink her up, spit her out

Now is scathing, once was devout

 

La traviata, dance the dance

Drown in the journey of romance

Ending in the sickest death

A jagged cough, a ragged breath

 

Falling with your arms apart

Reaching for your lover’s heart

Returning, he is now too late

Royal tart, such is your fate

 

Tragic, epic, and yet cliché

The circle always finds its way

Back to the point from whence it came

Violetta, no matter what the name

 

History repeats itself

Whether Verdi or Romeo on the shelf

True love defined by circumstance

Is doomed before it has a chance

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