Johann Sebastian Bach
Telemann beat him for the Hamburg post;
Vivaldi – all those girls and him a priest;
and Handel got a thousand pounds at least
each opera. So tell him he’s the most
famous composer Europe ever knew –
people who don’t like music sing along
his fugues, toccatas, gigues. He’d find it wrong.
That one of his concertos somehow flew
out past the planets would leave him quite cold
Right now he’s broke. Bringing up all those sons,
teaching them music. Somehow cash just runs
between his fingers. Now he’s getting old
and out of fashion. He’d just walk away.
There’s two cantatas he must write today.