R.A. James

The Actor

A violet blossoms outside my door,
wearing soft, velvet petals resembling
deep folds of a theatre curtain's velour;
forming a regal backdropp to this scene.
Close up, there is an actor on this set.
A small, black beetle is playing the part,
a stiff-legged and stage-frightened silhouette.
He's read his lines; does he know them by heart?
A warm breeze bends the blossom to the light.

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