upon the dimly lit stage
sings the beggar girl
her ditty echoing
through a theater decayed
her curtsy
to the empty, imagined crowd
daintily flourished
like china
upon the dimly lit stage
sings the beggar girl
her ditty echoing
through a theater decayed
her curtsy
to the empty, imagined crowd
daintily flourished
like china
so moving, so beautiful, thank you. I look forward to reading more of your blog when I’m not at work! Namaste
Michelle
Thank you! I’m glad you liked this one. =)
By your agile weaving in of images from a variety of contexts, you flood the reader with possibilities and import, only a bit of which can be seen on the dimly lit stage you have staged. Lovely and strong. Thanks.
Thanks! So glad the play amused you. =)