The Lady From Bologna Pt. 01

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She wrote erotic verses in the 19th Century
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Part 1 of the 3 part series

Updated 06/10/2023
Created 07/27/2021
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"In the latter half of the 19th Century, a young Italian woman from a wealthy family in the vicinity of Bologna, went to Paris to study art. She became a respected artist and wrote essays, poetry and erotic stories which were widely circulated. She was also a memoirest; newly discovered excepts are being translated. A contemporary and friend of George Sand and other prominent personages, she led a libertine life and never married. Among her countrymen, she was reputed to be the lover for a short period of Guiseppe di Nittis, a distinguished member of the Impressonist movement. Unlike George Sand she did not mind being recognized as a female author, but like George Sand she remained an anoymous writer lest her writings embarrass her family. "

There was a lady from Bologna
Who wrote stirring erotica.
Favored by the intelligensia,
And lustful others inter alia.

Her scope exceeded all desiderata.
Thereby, she revealed a persona,
Of a mature, savvy, lusty Signora.
Any man's perfect inamorata.

She had many paramours.
For her lover Giuseppe,
she served spaghetti Bolognese.
It had a tangy, sweet sauce.

When he ate it in her absence,
It reminded him of her essence,
since for the meal's piece de resistance,
they both loved cunnilingus.

Of this and other dalliances,
she composed verses in diaries.
Now under multiple translations,
one by one there are English versions.

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 3 years ago

Well done!!!!

29wordsforsnow29wordsforsnowalmost 3 years ago

lovely praise to an anonymous poetess

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