Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

The Imaginary Invalid

In the seventeenth century,
The playwright Moliere
Wrote a satire that I saw today,
With the brilliant adapting
Bill Irwin can bring
In his very hilarious way.

What struck me the most,
Dazzling acting aside,
Was how current and fresh were the themes,
For though centuries passed
Since the play was conceived,
People fall for the very same schemes.

There is love, there is greed,
There are scams and the fear
Of both dying and being perceived
As a fool or a clown
Or a windbag or prig,
Plus the need to somehow be believed.

As the audience laughed
And the cast, tongue in cheek,
Played their humorous parts with delight,
I was grateful to witness
The words come alive
That on stage, long ago, first took flight.

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