Romeo and Juliet May 4, 2013


 

This poem posted earlier in May is short yet thick with potential to explain who the lover she has been involved with is.

Historically, she tends to draw romantic partners from the same place where she is employed, a narrow social circle so it can to be assumed the same is true here, an assumption supported by one line in this poem in which she says “nothing is fair in love and politics.”

I had hoped this extended romantic affair had been with someone other than RR -- and still might be  -- and yet the politics in this poem does that exclude him. Some of his personal details man match up which include marriage with kids that went on the rocks over the last year actually makes him a viable candidate.

The poem comes at a time when there is a serious political infighting in the Virgin Mayor’s Administration. The public safety director has resigned partly over the questionable legal activities RR has been employed as parking authority director.

But the number of potential candidates for this romance is small which includes RR The Public Safety Director -- even the always powerful and dark lord, Joey D and perhaps even the Virgin Mayor himself who is at the moment engaged.

All that set aside this poem continues the theme that the romance is over and the two former lovers are separated not just by failed romance but also by politics

This is unfortunate, she says, since they could have been under each other, alternately, everywhere, alluding to the dynamic sexual encounter they must have had while lovers.

And the poem seems to suggest that it might still be possible, if only….

Is she trying to lure him back after all her other pleas have failed?

She paints this as a truly Romeo and Juliet kind of poem and deep divide in which they are separated by Powers beyond their own control.

Instead of other circumstances that she claims to have divided them in the past, this poem suggests that her lover is someone no longer accepted in the member of the mayor's Inner Circle or has left it and that decision is also one that has made him an impossible for the two of them to continue their romanticism.

She clearly has taken a stance in which she is not going to give up what she wants or is seeking for love or perhaps that stand has made an impossible for him to continue no matter what either of them do.

He is now all the way over there and she is all the way over here in the other direction.

There is a gap between them neither of them is capable of nor willing to cross.

As with whatever other previous poems this suggest a continuing drifting apart which with little hope of reuniting anytime soon if at all too many powerful forces still stand between them.


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