Killing Eve - Season 3 is underway, and for those who are fans or newly intrigued by the series, I thought I'd share a poem. Killing Eve starts out as an investigation to a series of assassinations and eventually is centered on an obsessive romance. Last year, I was researching types of poems, and I learned that the assassin, Villanelle, was named after a poetic formation. So I thought, why not write a villanelle about Villanelle? Today I searched for the villanelle I wrote, and it turns out I wrote it exactly one year ago.
5-23-19
Villanelle
By Caroline Friehs
Haunting a woman for weeks,
She leaves memoirs at crime scenes,
Ever alluring whom she seeks.
At the end of her blade, flesh streaks
with curdled murder left unclean,
Haunting a woman for weeks-
On end of the spy hole, she peeks.
On the separating door, she leans,
Ever alluring whom she seeks.
Unfearing of hell, yet souls sink into the bleak.
Killing to reveal everything obscene,
Haunting a woman for weeks.
Unfettered with consequences, her death count reeks.
Hidden razors in lipstick, is this fiend
Ever alluring whom she seeks?
An outlawed reaper, a stolen sickle she sneaks,
While leaving unriddled clues to be seen,
Haunting a woman for weeks,
Ever alluring whom she seeks.
She leaves memoirs at crime scenes,
Ever alluring whom she seeks.
At the end of her blade, flesh streaks
with curdled murder left unclean,
Haunting a woman for weeks-
On end of the spy hole, she peeks.
On the separating door, she leans,
Ever alluring whom she seeks.
Unfearing of hell, yet souls sink into the bleak.
Killing to reveal everything obscene,
Haunting a woman for weeks.
Unfettered with consequences, her death count reeks.
Hidden razors in lipstick, is this fiend
Ever alluring whom she seeks?
An outlawed reaper, a stolen sickle she sneaks,
While leaving unriddled clues to be seen,
Haunting a woman for weeks,
Ever alluring whom she seeks.
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