Opera
– Poetry by Bruce Meyer –
Saturday afternoons when I accompanied my father
on his weekend errands, he would dial the dashboard
radio to broadcasts from the Metropolitan Opera
where a man with a mid-Atlantic accent explained
the grief of human calamity set to song. When traffic
snarled and a soprano lamented how she gave her
life to art while her lover was tortured in the wing,
my father would stare at the long avenues ahead,
and one day he told me he’d taken singing lessons
but the road didn’t go where he had hoped and fate
always plays a hand in what we are, though we sing
when no one hears the silence in a broken heart.
About the Author – Bruce Meyer
Bruce Meyer is author of books of poetry, short stories, flash fiction, and non-fiction. He lives in Barrie, Ontario.
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