A Fool's Part to Play
2019
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The performances aren't exactly sold-out
Now, in his near-dotage, but the richness
Of a demanding character's truest essence
Can, finally, be portrayed with confidence.
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As I recollect, the understudy was the
Fool's grandest emulator, both on and
Off the stage. Either wearing a kimono
Or a Saville Row, herringbone suit, it
Was always the same play to him. He
Simply lay in wait in the wings, night
After night, for a chance to play a part.
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But the fool had endurance. He never
Failed to make a fool of himself on cue.
He never missed a performance, due to
His love of curtain calls and applause.
And encores by audience demand gave
His spirit's tedium, the lift it craved.
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Performances past are now well beyond
Number, but the footlights still call. Is it
The actor in all of us, or was the fool cast
So perfectly, as no other ever had been?
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Greasepaint now finds deep crevasses in
Which to linger, but still, the fool carries
On, as though faux youth's handsomest
Efforts at nobility could ever infuse the
Tired, old script with some new, possibly
Moral sense. He really is a fool, isn't he?
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PoetryA Fool's Part to Play 2019 The performances aren't exactly sold-out Now, in his near-dotage, but the richness Of a demanding character's truest essence Can, finally, be portrayed with confidence. As I recollect, the understudy was the Fool's gran...