Fugitive Fragments

by Mike McGuire

The Villanelle of Reading Goal

2N-2-16

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Queen gave gay love Royal Assent today,
The bells rang out provoking hype and spin
Some hundred years too late for Oscar Wilde

Enlightened Age defaulted on its name,
With Rulers who diversity detest,
Yet Queen gave gay love Royal Assent today.

Gay men and women, others of less fame
Embrace your freedoms, love and every whim
Some hundred years too late for Oscar Wilde.

He would have coined an epigram with zest
For Queers of England gathered now to sing
When Queen gave gay love Royal Assent today.

No more will church or law invade love’s nest.
NOH8. Update! Equate like person’s skin…
Some hundred years too late for Oscar Wilde.

In Rue des Beaux-Arts papered walls shared jest
As curtains closed on exiled convict’s sin.
The Queen gave gay love Royal Assent today,
Mere hundred years too late for Oscar Wilde.

 

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23 thoughts on “The Villanelle of Reading Goal

  1. kdavisfanclub on said:

    Excellent, superb poem, loved this. Best wishes from Baldy :)

    • Thanks for this affirmation Baldy – while the occasion marked a positive new future, I felt it timely to also highlight the inequities of the past.

  2. I admire anyone who can make a villanelle work! :)

  3. We need to acknowledge and make allowance for the Queen’s age and stage in life I guess. And I suppose we need to respect her freedom to seek advice.

    Shakti

  4. I’m surprised it took her so long. The queen’s usually so up-to-date and in step with public consensus and not an expensive anachronism left over from Britain’s imperial past at all.

  5. Beauty in words.

  6. Nice Mike, very evocative and a nice refrain to Wilde’s ballad. I like your new theme too – much more of an impact!

  7. tjtherien on said:

    very well crafted… I tip my hat… well done… Excellent Villanelle

  8. Claudette Edwards on said:

    I never knew Oscar was gay.

  9. Too late for Alan Turing too! Great Villanelle, with the refrain really kicking throughout. (Sorry, brain not totally awake today, so “kicking” had to do…you know what I mean).

    • You’re coming through loud and clear – all the more reason for me to appreciate your taking the time to swing by with a good word. Many thanks. Kick on…

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