The Tarantella Dance- Potion for Poetry, Romance and Magic

What do you get when you combine Taranto, tarantulas, and Tarantella? A spectacular entertainment that fulfills the senses and the soul with music, dancing, romance, and lots of fun. Tarantella is a folk dance of southern Italy, made of quick and light triple hops and lots of swirls and twirls.

Taranto, the ancient Spartan colony of Tarentum, as a strategic city and port in southern Italy, has never stopped been rich in history, in culture and in traditions. How did Tarentum, combine the Spartan military training with the Athenian arts of entertainment? Taranto started as a home for unmarried Spartan women and free men. The location was picked by Sparta after consulting the Oracle of Delphi. The cheerful dancing to honor the Greek god Dionysius became the source of the tarantella steps. Taranto bloomed into a major place for commerce back then, during medieval times, and still is in our days.

During the Kingdom of the Two Sicilies in the 13th century, harvest in suburban Taranto was plagued by tarantulas, the wolf spiders, while the church forbade dancing as a source of sin. The irritant injected by the tarantulas apparently gave a lot of discomfort and caused the victim (tarantato/tarantata) a trance. The medical doctors of the day, knowing the people’s need for fun, prescribed Tarantella, a frantic and frenzied dance as the best treatment for tarantism.

Tarantella became popular when a young girl, Miranda, developed a crush on a young farmer, Matteo, who was as handsome as he was shy. She went to see an old gypsy woman for help. The gypsy advised the young girl to pretend to be beaten by a tarantula as an opportunity to have the young man dance with her. The young man, who desired the young girl in return, dropped a tarantula near Miranda while they were both working in the fields. The tarantula bit the girl’s foot . The girl went into a trance. Matteo danced with Miranda until profuse perspiration, which was followed by a swim in the sea to cool off. Having to dance at least for a full week to make sure the venom was all sweated out, Miranda and Matteo became very close and fell in love. Later they got married. This was the Tarantella Pizzica (the spider’s bite): a cure for romantic and physical ills.

Cities were forbidden to train militarily under the Spanish rule so local men devised theTarantella Scherma, a dance with martial arts steps. Later, harvests and civil occasions promoted the Tarantella del Core, the courtship dance with added flirtatious steps.
Composers turned the Tarantella into masterpieces of music: Gioacchino Rossini, Frederic Chopin, Pyotr Ilvich Thcaikovski, Franz Liszt, Carl Maria Weber, and the contemporary Mark-Anthony Turnage. Even poems have been written to illustrate the enchantment of the Tarantella like Hilaire Belloc’s Tarantella.

As long as there are tarantulas inciting people to dance and fall in love, the Tarantella will charm audiences with its enchantment and amorous cheer. The Tarantella has been a traditional dance at Italian weddings. Tarantella contests and Tarantella shows are quite common. The Gauthier Ballet Troupe, The Armando Curcio Company, and other groups are entertaining audiences with Tarantella extravaganzas. Several regional styles of Tarantella can be viewed on www.YouTube.com.: Pugliese, Calabrese, Sicilian and Neapolitan. Long live the Tarantella and long live love and lovers!

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The Price of Sin

As the eyes closed in oblivion,
The door of the Garden of Eden opened.
It meant to become kids again –
Playing, wondering and exploring limits.
No inhibitions, no stop signs, no thinking,
Only the need to obtain fulfillment.
Heavy petting painted the air
With the colors of the rainbow.
As the clothes frantically came off,
The mind was freed to explore.
Hands could feel the very soul
Aching with the desire to explode.

The bottomless pit of fulfillment
Was not reachable within human means.
The heart grew wrestles
And lust became an overwhelming addiction.

The Serpent, the uncanniest of all animals,
Empowered seduction.
Knowledge and skills of ancient times
Dazzled and excited the mind.
Suddenly the Garden of Eden bloomed
With every imaginable flower and fruit.
The angels filled the air with their melody
“If you eat the fruit, you shall die”.
Adam and Eve awoke only to fail miserably
By repeating their sin.
The Serpent bit the human flesh
With its perfidious and lethal discharge.
Genesis had come alive again
As the battle between Good and Evil continued.


from Joseph Mangraviti's Hooked on You (poem book)

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