At the Noisy Café
By Joe Dolce
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The eighty poems in At the Noisy Café, stone-skip across the Shakespearean elements of misconception, reason versus emotion, fate and the fantastical, idyllic setting, insult, separation, reconciliation and happy endings.
Song of Nestor is a ninety-line Homeric epic that tells the little-known David-and-Goliath story o
Joe Dolce
Joe Dolce is the former editor in chief of Details and Star magazines, and has written for many of the world’s leading publications, including the New York Times, Gourmet, and Travel + Leisure. He is the CEO and founder of Joe Dolce Communications, a presentation and media-training company based in New York City. He is not a stoner.
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At the Noisy Café - Joe Dolce
Hælþ blétsung
May thee be whole, uninjured, of good omen,
in helthe, sanative, free of ague, caducity, malison,
cleansed, bedward, exempt from crookback,
flux, glabriety and gyve.
Neither vexed by halt, or immedicable,
infrequented by leech, nithing, peeler, picaroon,
brabble, quidnunc, scapegrace and varlet.
Abundant in snyttrucræft and treowthe.
Translation:
Health blessing
May thee be whole, uninjured, of good omen,
in health, healed; free of fever, senility, curse,
cleansed, rested, exempt from hunchback,
dysentery, greasiness and fetter.
Neither vexed by limp, or incurable wound,
unfrequented by doctors, cowards, police, pirates,
squabbles, busybodies, rascals and knaves.
Abundant in wisdom, loyalty, truth and kindness.
St Corona
Latin for Crown.
Patron saint of plagues.
Testified for a Roman soldier,
named Victor, a Christian,
whipped by the Christian-hating judge, Sebastian,
during the reign of Marcus Aurelius,
eyes gouged out, yet
refused to deny Christ.
Corona, sixteen,
wife of a soldier,
knelt and prayed for Victor.
Imprisoned, tortured,
drawn and quartered,
in 177 A.D, Syria.
Pre-congregation saint,
her feast day, May 14th.
St Corona’s bones were exhumed,
in 1943, and found to be
both male and female.
Le grand masked ball of phantasmagoric Melbourne
Why no! It‘s but a mask, a lying ornament. Baudelaire
Passersby, welcome!
To the rough music of charivaris,
the spectacle of the fragmented crowd,
New Victorian Gothic,
where Dior and St Vincent de Paul
social-distance, in frantic masquerade,
strolling under the eaves of the Orangerie,
down Rue Danse Macabre.
But oh! What elegant company!
Like opposing magnetic poles,
how we veer away from each other,
Poe in Red Masque,
Baudelaire in Black,
(who appraised black clothing
as the quintessential sign of modernity).
ZOOM with Shakespeare and Lear,
come now, in general equality,
to watch Beatrice dance with Benedick,
in Much Ado About Twitter,
SCREAM with Munch,
(recall that he painted it, while infected),
and over there, in the eve,
the quarantined Boccaccio
scribbling l’Umana commedia.
Les Medames et Messieurs!
Let us emerge now from the abbey,
with hidden faces, altered personalities,
both concealing and revealing secret expressions.
Come to Une Fête Galante!
Au Bal Masqué!
Follow La fée Verte Virale
into the hall of mirrors,
trailing lilac, spider net and tassel.
Lipstick not essential,
only kohl and a half-niqab.
Onward to the Mardi Gras of Memento Mori -
‘remembering that we must die’ -
Kings and Queens! Doges!
Dukes and Duchesses!
Marquises and Marchionesses!
Déguisez moi, chic follies,
with rich handkerchiefs of Guipure lace,
star of pearls, white kid gloves and shoes.
Aux Clowns de La République!
Le Beau Monde!
Unfathomable
The gills started growing
in the eighth year of lockdown.
The shuttle had brought back
a strain of virus so virulent,
nothing could stop it.
I think our bodies knew the spores
couldn’t survive in seawater
and so began reconstructing us
to survive.
It has been ten years
beneath the waves
and what remains of the race
has adapted remarkably.
Our skin is now green-brown
and a clear translucent film
covers eyes, and, of course,
webbing between toes and fingers.
The majority of us
live in communities,
mainly for protection,
and to abate loneliness.
My family and I prefer
to live apart, deeper down,
where it’s cooler,
and less hectic.
Occasionally, we holiday
to the surface, letting the sun
remind us of our youth,
floating briefly, under the warmth,
gazing at the edge of land mass
off in the distance,
as unfathomable to our grandchildren,
as the sea once was to us.
Aliens
The aliens have grown together
years in the small container
have caused them to turn to each other
in their yearning
fine silky white roots
braid together they drink
as one feed as one but
are two distinct creatures
if one should fail before the other
the other may survive
but if you try to separate them
too roughly both
will surely die
sometimes gentle shaking
can free lives like this
roots release their grip
delicate white nerves
suddenly pulling loose
when we were torn apart
I said time to die now