Elizabethan London
I would return to Shakespeare’s time and see
Him live upon the stage; to hear him say
The lines he wrote would mean the world to me.
His theatre, with the acts performed at day,
The place he’d muse,’ To be or not to be.’
(And ALL would call him author of the play).
I’d stand amongst the crowd and shout, ‘Encore,’
‘Bravo’ - and clap until my hands were sore.
Jack Horne for Nette’s Moment in Another Time contest
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