From Last Night's Show Poem by Christinne Radu
From Last Night's Show
From last night's show
All that was left is a flower
Hesitatingly, I climb the stairs leading to the stage
Walking carefully, not to wake the chair up from their glorious sleep
I pick up the flower, but instead of it still in my hand I hold a dusty page
On which is written 'The tweltfth night'.
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
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