8. Entry from Ricard Kelly
A Valentine’s poetry competition for lovers of history
A Valentine Unsent
Paris, Pluviôse, Year II
Citizeness, they’d have me say. But no -
Madame, I watched you ride the tumbrel’s way,
Hair shorn close, hands bound tight, and though
I cheered with all the rest that October day,
I confess I did not expect the quiet.
L’Autrichienne, we spat it like a curse
The she-wolf glutting on the people’s diet,
Bleeding poor France to fill the royal purse.
And yet you stepped down with such clumsy grace
Trod upon the executioner’s boot.
He grumbled; you apologised. Your face
Held neither rage nor plea. Serene, and mute.
I had imagined satisfaction, Madame.
Fifteen years’ hunger, of watching my mother
Weep over bread she could not buy. Your name
Was all our grievance. Yet somehow or other,
Standing in that crowd, I thought instead
Of how your son was taken, how you wept,
Of how they say you woke each day with dread
And for a moment, something in me stepped
Outside the pure arithmetic of justice.
You were foolish, yes. You never understood
The world beyond your gilt and powdered bliss.
But I wonder now if any of us could
Have learned, had we been raised in such a cage,
To see beyond the mirrors and the roses?
I do not write to pardon; history’s page
Is inked already, and the chapter closes.
But it is February, and the wine is thin,
And I find myself remembering your face
Not the tyrant, but the tired woman within,
Who apologised for stepping out of place.
I hated what you were. I’ll not unsay it.
But you died with better manners than we showed.
If that is not a kind of grace, I’ll weigh it
Against the debt we told you that you owed.
Rest, Madame. The Revolution sends
Too late, and unsigned
This strange Valentine that half-offends
And half-admires. I remain,
A citizen, conflicted but resigned.
We were delighted to receive so many entries to this competition. We asked for a Valentine’s Day Poem with rhyming couplets written for any figure from history.
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I really liked this, it painted a scene in poetry better than prose, which surprised me as I'm not usually a fan of poetry. Well done
Interesting viewpoint, some sympathy from and for the sans-culottes.