<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460581" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>0099 The Reading</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The EX IT sign in the Town Hall Theatre<br>was lit by gas. A smell you never quite forget.<br>It serves to pin the memories of those other times.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sister of the junior mistress at the local school<br>was here to give her reading: 'Scenes from Shakespeare'; <br>whole scenes and all the characters.<br>Imagine. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But she had a very special voice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh who can know<br>the where and when<br>that life may give its life to life<br>and give it full, and give it whole? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And who may know<br>how many years<br>before the fruits<br>burst in the soul? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or what the lights<br>and where the sounds<br>and what they speak, <br>and where the whole? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The performance ended.<br>As the lights came on, <br>the audience were still for - seconds? -<br>as if they had forgotten they were not already at home; <br>then walked out into<br>the rainy darkness of the seaside town, <br>past the gaslit EXIT sign; <br>the sea a distant seethe and roar</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and some were changed for life. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So, poetry.<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460581" data-title="0099 The Reading de Michael Shepherd" data-description="The EX IT sign in the Town Hall Theatre was lit by gas. A smell you never quite forget. It serves to pin the memories of those other times. The sister of the junior mistress at the local school was here to give her reading: 'Scenes from Shakespea..."></div> </div> </div>

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