Michael H. Levin: Poems and Prose
(Metromaniacs, Shakespeare Theatre, 13 February 2015)
you’re acting strange.
These lovebirds’ Act One phase
with fancy turns of phrase
and brainless rhymes seems artifice
then goes where misdirection
forms a masked ball’s timed
They switch their roles
en pointe but degagé,
inhabitants of trumped-up rooms
and flashy peau de soie costumes.
Yet silliness on stage finds
echoes in your space --
a comic sympathy
for scribblers who fail to see,
whose sight is blurred
by diction and cliché.
Cartoons they are; but what we all
may be – dim seekers
in an antic wood, whose love
when puckered masks are dropped
might be for art; might be
a player’s made-up part.
From Poets Are Present: An Anthology, Shakespeare Theatre Company, 2015