The curtain swings,
rushing back into its recluse;
allowing clean, white light to flood the stage,
spilling out of the sky and falling;
falling on the figures materializing from the shadows,
shapes forming
as the audience watches.
The shapes begin their dance,
adding sound to their movements.
Voices ricocheting off the ceiling to the audience,
greedily sucking the sound, pulling it close.
Blanketing themselves in the richly woven harmony.
Ears filled with luscious sound,
eyes are opened wide with wonder, watching.
A hundred synchronized feet shuffle and swish,
plie and pirouette across the stage.
As their bodies twist and turn, smaller entities mimic their movements.
Little specks of dust shine like diamonds,
backlit by spotlights, bobbing and weaving through fluttering limbs,
dancing to a ditty only they can hear.
A final swell of music-
harmonies stop and discordant clapping begins,
seemingly going on forever until a single sentence escapes into the air.
Conversation erupts, and the audience leans forward, enraptured in the natural flow of syllables.
The rhythm of words grows, encompassing everyone, the audience no longer seeing mere strangers in costumes, but real people.
People living in a different world, a different time.
They see Romeo profess his love for Juliet,
and see Harold and Marion kiss for the first time,
and see Tracy and Link dance together,
and see a world where anything could happen.
Engrossed in this world, few notice the masterminds behind the scenes,
hidden in darkness, behind curtains,
controlling the world that unfolds onstage.
Making the sun splash color on the horizon,
making the wing tear through the trees,
making the snow fall gently through the air.
With no doubt in my heart,
shadow people are gods of the world actors create.
At last,
the final violin note melts into the air.
The final steps are silenced,
the final word is sung.
Silence reigns onstage.
Time ticks.
One lone member of the audience rises.
The audience has found a voice.
They roar.
They roar, clap, cheer, scream,
a cacophony of noise, sweeter than the flowers awaiting the actors.
Sweeter than the praise of their peers,
sweeter than the relief of a show well done.
This discord is a tremendous
“I love you”
from the crowd.
With our bows, we say
“We love you too”.
So many worlds are contained by such a small word.
Theatre.
So many possibilities and interpretations.
So many words and sounds and glances and stories and places and people.
So much life is contained by a single word,
and that word is expressed by so many unique people
in so many unique ways.
Is it any wonder I’m hooked?
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Hi Tacimaci! This is truly an amazing poem about the majesty of the theatre. Every aspect of it is from a realistic perspective and shows how theatre can actually change lives for some people. And believe me, I'm a theatre geek myself so I know how much effort and love goes into a show and you truly expressed it here in this poem. Can't wait to hear more from you!
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very createfull and interesting poem
I absolutely love the mental imagery this poem provides using it figurative descriptions of multiple aspects of the stage. I also enjoyed the flow of the poem almost as if it was a singsong with no particular rhyme. I definitely felt the way you did about theater while reading this. I did not feel as if the poem was too long. I found it had a nice length for the size and quality of imagery. Excellent job on this piece, I can't wait to enjoy some more of your work!
I absolutely love the mental imagery this poem provides using it figurative descriptions of multiple aspects of the stage. I also enjoyed the flow of the poem almost as if it was a singsong with no particular rhyme. I definitely felt the way you did about theater while reading this. I did not feel as if the poem was too long. I found it had a nice length for the size and quality of imagery. Excellent job on this piece, I can't wait to enjoy some more of your work!
I absolutely love the mental imagery this poem provides using it figurative descriptions of multiple aspects of the stage. I also enjoyed the flow of the poem almost as if it was a singsong with no particular rhyme. I definitely felt the way you did about theater while reading this. I did not feel as if the poem was too long. I found it had a nice length for the size and quality of imagery. Excellent job on this piece, I can't wait to enjoy some more of your work!
I loved it. To start with, this is really an "Ode to theatre". I really liked the way you have formatted your poem. Your's description of the stage and the plays were good. I didn't find any mistakes, as I was in awe of your poem. The total idea of the poem should be well appreciated. Though you could have shorten the length of the poem. Its really good. Keep up your good work. Keep writing. Good luck!
Hello there!
Ariana with your review. Okay, so to start off I do have to say that this was quite the lengthy piece. Your started off well describing aspects of the theatre such as the curtain and the lights. What I dislike in some of the repetition. As another user below me pointed out, you said "So" four times in a row. Maybe you could say "such" or something like an array. That I think will make that section better. Again this is very long, however, I will not suggest that you crop it. My only suggestions to you are proof-reading it and seeing if there are some other ways you can express yourself with appearing to repetitive.
Ahoy there, tacimaci!
Here is my honest opinion. It's filled with good intentions.
I understand your love of the theatre, and I'm sure many others do as well. The issue here is that this isn't so much of a poem as it is a description broken up to look like a poem. There are a few lines that would easily fit into a poem, but the majority should not be called a poem. Poetry should point out things about normal things that we don't usually think about and make them important. A piece about the moonrise is one thing. A piece about a girl is another, and one about the bus is something else. None of these on their own could be called poetry, but a girl being able to see the moonrise because she missed the bus is everything. I want to know something about the theatre that i didn't know before. I want to know its importance. Here, you describe it, but I don't know anything I didn't know before about it.
In addition to that, this is extremely long. It's okay to have a long poem, but in this case, you should cut it down. You spend a very long time on the audience, when you could easily show their importance and describe them in just a few lines.
Don't double space poetry. It's irritating to read.
Some aids to describe and show importance in poetry are simile and metaphor. Comparing things to other things creates imagery and gives understanding. If I say, "their applause was brittle, like the sound of ice cracking" it tells a lot about the type of applause they're giving, and how the audience actually felt. You want a more positive applause, but I was just showing you how different similes can make the poem more vivid, interesting to read, and understandable.
Another thing I noticed about this piece is that you used a lot of the same words. Vary your vocabulary, and try not to start consecutive sentences and/or lines with the same word. Also, don't use the same word twice in a row. Here are some problem areas I spotted:
Don't use the same words in the poem if you can help it:
The repetition doesn't work here:
Here, you're stating the same thing over and over with different words (except "so"):
I hope that this review was helpful to you. Keep writing.
Thanks for the feedback! To address some of the general issues, I didn't mean it to be doublespaced. It was fine when I uploaded it then this happened. Also, it was for a class assignment, and the teacher required "lengthy odes" in her words. Thanks for reviewing!
Hi
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For starters, I think paragraphs could be an aid to you in this poem. For example:
"The curtain swings,
rushing back into its recluse;
allowing clean, white light to flood the stage,
spilling out of the sky and falling;
falling on the figures materializing from the shadows,
shapes forming
as the audience watches.
The shapes begin their dance,
adding sound to their movements.
Voices ricocheting off the ceiling to the audience,
greedily sucking the sound, pulling it close.
Blanketing themselves in the richly woven harmony.
Ears filled with luscious sound,
eyes are opened wide with wonder, watching."
I think it would just flow and look better in paragraphs, but hey, it's your work.
That's really all I have to say, I really liked nearly everything else about your poem, especially your descriptive language, your ability to capture the beauty of your subject, and how it feels to be on stage.
Loved it, keep writing.
Again, it had paragraphs and structure and no double spacing when I uploaded it, but something went wrong when it got published. I'll try to fix that. Thanks!