Good Bye, Luciano

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Luciano Pavarroti,
October 12,1935 – September 6, 2007


You sing in church with Fernando,
your father. You fall in love
with soccer, pull air deep into your lungs,
singing with your feet, always singing,
with still undiscovered perfect pitch.

You trade teaching for learning voice,
you trade talking, selling, for singing:
but that won’t work. Talking is
earthbound, and harder on the voice.
Nunc, et in hora mortis nostrae.

Are you something less than
three feet tall, when you climb
the table in the second room of your house,
and begin to sing, La Donna e Mobile?
Your voice is a feather that dances the wind …

Did you stop singing for a year,
when your voice was changing?
Was that the only time? Plucking
high C’s from the air, as though they
were cherries ... high F … Hail Mary.

Where is that mystical garland
of flowers, that throne so close
to the sun? Have you found them?
Sing to us still, sing to us and say
that perfection exists, that it is voice.

From two rooms, to one, you
move to a mansion of millions of listening
rooms. Singing of fantasy princesses,
you join ranks with a real one, to clear
minefields and help survivors.

A voice even beyond music, you
send notes and notes wherever they
will help … “You don’t need any brains
to listen to music.” And here the opera ends –
perché a questo punto il maestro è morto.


 

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KOLKOREKOLKOREover 16 years ago
A nice biographical tribute

One notable extra detail – maybe it’s worth a whole different kind of a poem. Pavarotti related to his voice as “she”. An entire autonomic female entity within him which he has to nurture and sustain… Seems to me that he made love to that entity throughout his singing career.

AmyfriendAmyfriendover 16 years ago
A fitting tribute...

to a man who had the voice that will continue to entertain all of humanity for a thousand years. God will surely bless you Luciano, I'm sure they welcomed you with open arms when you entered the pearly gates...I will miss you.

champagne1982champagne1982over 16 years ago
Thankyou

Your tribute is wonderful. I'm glad you penned this in memoriam of an amazing artist.

AnonymousAnonymousover 16 years ago
Bravissimo!

Que bella poema! What an eloquent poetic farewell to Senore Pavarotti is "Good Bye Luciano"! I never got to see him live (only on PBS), but through reading your wonderful, heartfelt poem (over and over), I can touch his greatness. Grazie.

AnonymousAnonymousover 16 years ago
Such

a lovely goodbye for a true treasure, thank you!

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