Winter 1994 • Vol. XVI No. 1 Poetry |

Stage Directions for a Short Play

In sweet-smelling room of expensive clutter roué sits in oversized armchair, thinking. Langorously sighs, langorously rises, opens the window, shuffles back to seat. Sudden clap of thunder jolts him; instantaneous rush of rainfall turns his sturdy chair to a shipwrecked boat, his reverie somber. Widens eyes as water and still more water charges in; regarding a bare wall downstage, notices a larger than life-sized shadow made by her passing. Water, wind and dust become fighting fragments of a spinning, vertical tunnel; all the nooks in the interior are now damaged past recognition; vases fly; silk garments begin to flutter then are blown, in sopping-wet scraps, around him. Roué clutches armrests and shivers in his nakedness; curtain.

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