...The Life Of Alexander Papa..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

his name is alexander papa
no, not pope, not the pope in your
literary mind, and he died
in 1887, no not 1987, it was
a long time ago, you see, this
alexander papa, who lived a
short life, living it to the max,
in rage, engaged, betrayed, stabbed
to death by the lover of his wife,
not my mama, but their mama, a
woman hailed from Paris, well bred
highly educated, restrained for years,
and finally got stuck with a gardener
who took a bath by the river, naked
and well built, to the amazement of
the restrained woman, not so well loved
by her husband, yes, alexander papa, the
man of culture, adored poet of his time,
revered man of science, who preferred
entomology than making love under the
moon lit by a million stars.