Tony Towle

(1939 / New York City / United States)

The Hotel - Poem by Tony Towle

The two knights suggest to the king that he take the hero
into his confidence. The pantomimes are spaced to accommodate them.
It is a work of great beauty. It is night. Four boys
remain on the scene. They choose four girls. This is what happens:
Her beauty and her brains work like fire. She is shocked
by his remark that he cannot spend too much time. We see grace of
body and mind being torn to pieces. Now begins the bitter aftermath.
Now the prayers of Orpheus are answered. It is the ancient
myth of Orpheus. Orpheus cannot console himself with his own song.
The song of the lyre is inadequate to his bereavement. Now he finishes
the song. Everything is green. Everything is splashed with color.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 8, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, August 8, 2014

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