Urban Opera by Anna McCarthy

Metropolitan morning
A well orchestrated, systematic
Waltz of movement
Within the walls of this
Mirrored-glass amphitheatre
The bel canto of the newspaperman
Sounds the opening overture
Collecting change in classical rendition
Choruses in suits and skirts
Pouring out of train cars
Scissoring down city streets
Balancing cardboard coffee cups
And digital librettos
Scores of tight-pant castratos
Clutching mobile phones
With dramatic furore
Prima donna figures
Cat-walking at intersections,
Heels clicking on cement sidewalks
When suddenly
A car is cut off by cyclists riding
Hands flying, voices rising
The shrill soprano of the ambulance arriving
Sirens sounding, traffic honking
A flash-mob freeze
Of pedestrians gawking
Slowly the crowds
Continue on commute
Promising young professionals
In crescendo parting
With a pitch-perfect kiss.