Intellectualizing the late night pics of orphaned silos
you end up at a taproom sipping cosmos . . .
Chekhov's Uncle Vanya doesn't help
though Cate Blanchett gives you a second wind
and a cheatsheet on the symbolism . . .
We're all visitors here, anyway, yes? . . .
Passing through, so to speak? . . .
Isn't that part of the agreement? . . .
part of the understanding of the elements of style? . . .
the elements of the mundane? . . .
Retractions? . . . Forget it, crows have eaten the bread crumbs . . .
When was the last time you saw them? . . .
Before or after the pratfall? . . .
And now so much to discover . . .
so much to rethink . . .
The train leaving the station, passengers waving
to their delicate lives backstage,
their delicate lives . . . brief and undeniable . . .
|Cate Blanchett in Uncle Vanya (2012)|