rerun
(a poem in Senryus)
Let’s rerun the play,
take up strings, so the puppets
can start fresh their dance.
Summon the old ghosts—
Shakespeare’s doomed heroes
—pronounce them reborn.
Recall the actors,
lead horses from their pastures,
raise the curtains.
Pay Shylock his pound
of flesh, give Richard his horse,
let Viola love anew.
Old, ever-hallowed
villainy, once banished,
has taken new stage.
Human suffering,
live—don’t fret, you won’t miss it
—it’ll come to you.
.
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Songs for this:
End of the innocence by Don Henley
The Perfect Idiot by Fievel Is Glauque
.
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Songs for this:
End of the innocence by Don Henley
The Perfect Idiot by Fievel Is Glauque
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