(This poem, composed of approximately 600 lines of iambic pentameter in rhyming couplets, ran for three weeks as the second half of an evening, the first half of which featured one of the poet’s one-act plays, in Reno, Nevada four years ago.
“Catch this show,” wrote reviewer Reno Eyes, “before New York does.”)
… That is the tale, and quite a tale it be — Evocative of thought, don’t you agree?
“The Hip Woman” (34:13)
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