With apologies to W.S.
Famously, all the world’s a stage, complete
With exits and entrances, absurdity,
Hate, love, the bitter and the cloying sweet,
Heroism, cowardice, piety.
Famously, we who attend know quite well
Life is a tale told by an idiot.
Last week, one of Gino’s lithe student belles
Smiled, greeted me, then put me on the spot.
“Gino told me you were a professor—
What did you teach?” “English lit—preached with vim—“
Then I introduced a stylish dresser—
“And this, my actor friend, is red-haired Jim.”
Her sharp intellect surveyed the factors—
And she replied: “all of us are actors.”
(8/10/14)