A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.

but aren't they all random?

Friday, August 13, 2021

female speaking parts

Sometimes I can tell you pitch your voice low.
I'm not sure this has an intended effect.
In this play we script on the fly, on the go
and may someday mount, I refuse to bet. 
How better it is on this early stage 
to let us inhabit and stretch our roles 
as we strut and we fret. We signify sound 
by our eyes and ears, and your beautiful nose. 

I would not cast another actress for this. 
I am glad the Shakespearean fad has gone out 
for casting the boys in female parts. So cruel 
once their voices broke, no doubt. No female 
parts for you now, dude! Well I'm sure
those disposed made do enough. But for you,
I am glad you have signed up to play.
I think you're the only one up to snuff.  

The language is evolving, even as we speak.
The roles we aren't playing at all do, too. 

It's as if method acting were not for freaks 
who don't know what persons like this should do. 
Who prod the director for motivation. 
Who nag them for tics and for limps, hunchbacked 
while they drag a game leg around the stage 
attempting to be so real with that. 

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