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| Peonies. William Merrit Chase. 1897 |
I am Puccini’s geisha condemned to the chrysanthemum and the sword.
The first tragedy of Nagasaki, waiting for a tiny thread of smoke to appear
Yet the horizon reveals nothing but a butterfly-blue sky.
No little maid from school am I.
I am old, yet a child.
Godspeed Pinkerton, your memory fades
written for Magpie Tales 283
4 comments:
"I am Puccini’s geisha condemned to the chrysanthemum and the sword..." What an engaging persona. A voice with inner strength.
With references to my favourite opera Madama Butterfly in the first verse and me in the last, I found this piece absolutely fascinating!
so powerful & beautiful. Loved it
lovely!
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