Romeo is dead
Juliet gets over it
escapes Paris
goes to Switzerland
opens a bank account
gets a sex change
her name is now Clive
he lives in Brighton
cuts hair and rides his bike on the pier
on Sundays
while stroking his Burmese cat, Mr Kipling,
Clive reads Shakespeare
Romeo and Juliet - his favourite
the final scene in the Capulets’ chapel - so real and tragic and…
Wait!
The river cuts through the earth,
the earth cradles the river.
Every boat on every river
was once a bridge,
(take me to the watery side)
and every bridge was once a tree,
(there are no anchors)
and every heart was once a child free from the misery of rivers.
(if I drown, I die)
Every sail
was once a wedding dress,
(if I love, I cry)
every motor was a dream,
(the risk we take)
Quel maledetto giorno
rosso di sangue innocente,
che travestì la Luna,
allontanò il Sole
e coprì il cielo con le sue ombre,
quella rabbia cieca
che fulminò il tranquillo silenzio
in una pioggia devastante di fuoco ardente
seminando con crudeltà il dolore pesante
inaspettata assurdità e lutto imperdonabile...
E' indimenticabile.
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