The play seems out for an almost infinite run. The play seems out for an almost infinite run. Don't mind a little thing like the actors fighting. Don't mind a little thing like the actors fighting. The only I worry about is the sun. The only I worry about is the sun. We'll be all right if nothing goes wrong with the lighting. We'll be all right if nothing goes wrong with the lighting. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO SAMUEL COLERIDGE UPON HEARING HIS 'SOME I FEEL LIKE A MOTHERLESS..' by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON YOUR WORLD by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: EUGENIA TODD by EDGAR LEE MASTERS HYBRIDS OF WAR: A MORALITY POEM: 4. THE MORAL by KAREN SWENSON |