What...Relish...Is This...How Runs The Stream? (For Miss S) - Poem by Dónall Dempsey
the open air
From the open air production of TWELFTH NIGHT last night...this June 13th at Regent's Park.
I adore all the non actors...butterflies and moths caught in a spotlight...a pigeon swoops across a front row and steals the audience's interest...each feather perfect and clear seen so near. And my favourtie of the night...what relish is this...the Bard's words metamorphising into a clutch of starlings that stole my heart and became these words.
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