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The Play
I am the only actor.

It is difficult for one woman
to act out a whole play.

The play is my life,
my solo act.

My running after the hands
and never catching up.

(The hands are out of sight -
that is, offstage.
)
All I am doing onstage is running,
running to keep up,
but never making it.


Suddenly I stop running.

(This moves the plot along a bit.
)
I give speeches, hundreds,
all prayers, all soliloquies.

I say absurd things like:
egss must not quarrel with stones
or, keep your broken arm inside your sleeve
or, I am standing upright
but my shadow is crooked.

And such and such.

Many boos.
Many boos.


Despite that I go on to the last lines:
To be without God is to be a snake
who wants to swallow an elephant.

The curtain falls.

The audience rushes out.

It was a bad performance.

That’s because I’m the only actor
and there are few humans whose lives
will make an interesting play.

Don’t you agree?
Written by: Anne Sexton

Book: Shattered Sighs