
“Life or Theater?” by Charlotte Salomon
civil dialogue dies
barely noticed
underplayed dimly lit
without violins
her grim opening
death scene
a poor scripted trope
for the end of an era
whose eminence
quietly stilled
bleeds into the boards
prima donnas emerge
utter vapid soliloquies
chewing up scenery
thumbs-in-vest bombast
performed to applause
of each gullible half
in their turn
from intransigent
audience seats
bought by shadows
concealed in the wings
From my book Pieces of Wine
Excellent piece, thank you for sharing
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much appreciated
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Paul, your poetry is timeless even as the human condition is frozen in time . . .
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and yet, it’s also within us to yearn for something better
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Peter’s ‘timeless’ is spot on. Another poetical gem.
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cheers, mike
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Civil dialogue dies! A home run for this poem and what is happening in America.
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much appreciated
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Here too, sadly.
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our species, it seems, is genetically predisposed to these afflictions
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