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THE FALL OF EUROPE
Lucheni had waited all day in the pines
above the lake. When she passed, he begged.
Her equerry dismissed him. As always,
self-absorbed, she saw nothing: an anarchist
with a grand and personal design.
On the quayside at Geneva, a week
later, Lucheni, the labourer,
stabbed Elizabeth, Empress of Austria,
with a homemade knife. Her husband foresaw,
like her assassin, anarchy: armies
entrenching in Bohemia; riders
galloping from Buda; at the Hofburg,
Jews and republicans!
The Empress and her only son discovered
the twentieth century. Rudolf
was cavalry, and a liberal. ‘ After
a long period of sickness,’ he wrote,
‘a wholly new Europe will arise
and bloom.’ Father misunderstood him.
At Mayerling, Rudolf shot Marie Vetsera
and then himself. Elizabeth travelled
from grief or disillusion: obsessive,
dilettante, naive and beautiful.
They died before their time, believing
their neuroses symptoms of the age, the world’s
contours shaped like their hearts.
On Corfu, she built The Achillean,
a kitsch imitation of the attic.
She peopled the palace’s emptiness
with statues of soldiers and poets –
like Heine, her favourite. “Another
subversive Jew!” the Emperor observed.
‘Ich hatte einst ein schones Vaterland.’
The Dying Achilles, nude except for
his helmet, was turned to face the north – Berlin
Vienna, Sarajevo. After
her death, the Kaiser bought the palace,
sold off Heine and replaced her Achilles
with his, The Victorious.
Franz Josef, Emperor of Austria,
King of Jerusalem, Duke of Auschwitz,
wore, on his wedding night, dress uniform.
He signed his letters to Elizabeth,
‘Your lonely manikin.’ After he had read
the telegram informing him of her death,
“No one knows,” he said, “how much we loved
each other.” ‘Es traumte mir von einer
Sommernacht.’ Across the darkening straits,
lamps are lit on the Balkan mainland.
On the empty terrace, a march or perhaps
a waltz wheezes from the orchestrion.
Fireflies blink with passion.
Note: The poem was first published on the site in May 2010.
3 responses to “THE FALL OF EUROPE”
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This interested me as we had a family holiday last year in Vienna and in Bad Ischl, the summer home of Frank Josef and Elisabeth, who the locals (or maybe just the tourist bureau) call Sisi and seem to regard as a romantic cult figure. Both places, but especially Vienna, seemed wholly locked into past glories, even in comparison to Brexit-era UK. The poem gives a lovely sense of them as hugely privileged but also completely trapped by their grandeur.
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One of my favourite films is ‘The Third Man’ and my favourite plays ‘Measure for Measue’, in part because both are set in Vienna, which I’ve never visited. Here’s a poem combining both – .
Om her travels, Sissi spent some time as a guest of the Duke of Westminster at his Chester seat, Eaton Hall. She also stayed at St George’s Hotel, Llandudno. At a different time, Bismarck was a guest at both establishments. Their stay in Llandudno features in one of my filmscripts, ‘Loyalties’. It’s off the site at the moment being considered by an independent producer.
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Another corner of our world picture lit up. Sad the Brexiteers regard our European heritage as someone else’s.
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