Wow. We opened. Hooray!
First I want to say THANK YOU to everyone who came out to support us last night. You were an AMAZING crowd. You really did your job well, and I can't express how much I appreciated it. It was a great way to kick off our time in Cincinnati this year. Thank you Thank you Thanx.
The show itself also went really well, I was changing a few things as I went along, to adjust to the depth of the seating. I was quickly realzing that a lot of people in the back couldn't see me when I lay down on the platform. Also, anytime I went stage right, the light were blocking some people's view. I only forgot one tiny, little bit of text. However, it was an important bit, because it contains the (essentially) title of the play. Duh! So, for those who saw the show last night, let me reproduce it here.
Below is Wislawa Symborska's poem "Possibilites". I don't do the whole poem in the play, but I do about ten lines.
I prefer movies.
I prefer cats.
I prefer the oaks along the Warta.
I prefer Dickens to Dostoyevsky.
I prefer myself liking people
to myself loving mankind.
I prefer keeping a needle and thread on hand, just in case.
I prefer the color green.
I prefer not to maintain
that reason is to blame for everything.
I prefer exceptions.
I prefer to leave early.
I prefer talking to doctors about something else.
I prefer the old fine-lined illustrations.
I prefer the absurdity of writing poems
to the absurdity of not writing poems
I prefer, where love's concerned, nonspecific anniversaries
that can be celebrated every day.
I prefer moralists
who promise me nothing.
I prefer cunning kindness to the over-trustful kind.
I prefer the earth in civvies.
I prefer conquered to conquering countries.
I prefer having some reservations.
I prefer the hell of chaos to the hell of order.
I prefer Grimms' fairy tales to the newspapers' front pages.
I prefer leaves without flowers to flowers without leaves.
I prefer dogs with uncropped tails.
I prefer light eyes, since mine are dark.
I prefer desk drawers.
I prefer many things that I haven't mentioned here
to many things I've also left unsaid.
I prefer zeroes on the loose
to those lined up behind a cipher.
I prefer the time of insects to the time of stars.
I prefer to knock on wood.
I prefer not to ask how much longer and when.
I prefer keeping in mind even the possibility
that existence has its own reason for being.
And again - THANK YOU.
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