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Entrances and exits come in many forms, some tangible, some ethereal.
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Doors and Entrances
by Odin Roark
How telling
One's 3-Act duration
Entrances never made
Hesitations made permanent
Some by regret
Others by wise caution heeded
As children
We challenged drama's closed doors
Many the time
Parental forbiddance
Deterred admissions
Touching the knob only
Never pulling
Never pushing
Today
We carry decorative memories
The shiny brass
Cold porcelain
Grating filigree of levers never turned
Fear standing often in the wings
So many scenes behind us
Doors urged ajar
Others slammed shut
While still others
But memories of inaction
What if
Haunts
If only
Taunts
Tomorrow's auditions
Continue to beckon
Perhaps it wise to accept
The world's stage
Cares not of right and wrong
Pleasure from pain
Future or past
Only risks embraced
Not passed by
The next doorway one approaches
Will greet with the forever question
To open
Or not
To retreat
Or stay
Such remains life's portals
To enter
Or exit
Conundrum's sole joy
Time's quintessential game
Ending with a gilded entrance
Questioning one's particular play as finished
Or merely another long intermission
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| Reviewed by Roger Wayne Eberle |
5/18/2013 |
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ahhh.... to enter lewd the interlude or to miss a cue in the mis en scene... whether tis nobler in the mind's eye to wander past why not towards wine or dine or to bear far dells while teasing tolling bells for thee or me or one other son along the road not taken (or other what ifs)... these are a few of my favourite rings among the many bells whose toll remains unpaid like a debt one owes to a poem whose "Doors and Entrances" may be ajar full of change, loose, compact, clever, or contrived to create much more than a quaintly conceived exit strategy... at any rate, this play on much more than words is an excellent, a marvelous miracle of rare device!
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
5/18/2013 |
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You are in your forte when you use the theater to express your thoughts and poetry.
I'll never forget the time I opened the Green Door and found the Ivory Snow girl behind. ;-)
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Jansen Estrup |
5/18/2013 |
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| Such a fertile, non-stop mind. It must be abuzz in there, and yet laid out with hot discipline and a spray of detours. Always enjoyable and arresting. Thanks. Jan |
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