‘Convergence’
A cast of characters
is being assembled,
must come together.
Two women, related,
but of different generations,
each an expectant
first-time mother;
two sons, who will be
born just months apart,
destined to die –
most violent deaths –
not too much more
divided.
One gets a sense of
urgency –
the energy of their
rehearsals
the buzz of trying
out –
if I stand here,
or take this prop –
the editing, honing
the script,
the scene is set.
The time has almost
come
to dim the lights,
take in the deep
collective hush
and step onto the
stage…
‘Past, present, and
future woven together by a true master.’
‘Magnificent!’
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