Plays for Poem-mimes

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Other Press, 1918 - American drama - 116 pages
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Page 87 - The wallpaper is a conventionalized pattern. Only the shelf of the mantelpiece shows. At each end, seated on pedestals turned slightly away from one another, two aristocratic bisque figures, a boy in delicate cerise and a girl in cornflower blue. Their shadows join in a grotesque silhouette. In the center, an ancient clock whose tick acts as the metronome for the sound of their high voices. Presently, the mouths of the figures open and shut after the mode of ordinary conversation. SHE. Manikin !...
Page 97 - I'm assured — • As true as when we say, I love you. But they can only say, I love you, So long as the mood breathes, So long as the breezes blow, So long as water remains wet. They are honest — They mean what they say — Passionately, tenaciously, tragically — But when the mood languishes, They have to say, If it be they are honest — I do not love you. Or they have to say, I love you, To somebody else. She — To somebody else? He — Now, you and I — We've said that to each other —...
Page 91 - I'm in the right position I can note how she fondles you, Pets you like a parrot with her finger tip, Blows a pinch of dust from your eye With her softest breath, Holds you off at arm's length And fixes you with her spider look, Actually holds you against her cheek — Her rose-tinted cheek — Before she releases you ! If she didn't turn us apart so often, I wouldn't charge her with insinuation; But now I know she loves you — She's as jealous as I am — And poor dead me in her live...
Page 100 - ... ones ? HE. I can see you. SHE. Even though you are still, and calm, and smooth, and lovely outside — you aren't still and calm and smooth and lovely inside ? HE. Lovely, yes — but not still and calm and smooth ! SHE. Which way are you looking ? What do you see ? HE. I look at you. I see you. SHE. And if that fool of a servant — oh, Manikin — suppose she should break the future — our great, happy centuries ahead — by dropping me, throwing me down ? HE. I should take an immediate step...
Page 91 - SHE. I'm sufficiently feminine — and certainly old enough — I and my hundred and seventy years — "I can see, I can feel by her manner of touching me and her flicking me with her mop — the creature hates me. She'd like to drop me, that's what she would! HE. Minikin! SHE. Don't you venture defending her! Booby — you don't know live women ! When I'm in the right position I can note how she fondles you; pets you like a parrot with her finger tip; blows a pinch of dust from your eye with her...
Page 87 - Seen through an oval frame, one of the walls of a parlor. The wallpaper is a conventionalized pattern. Only the shelf of the mantelpiece shows. At each end, seated on pedestals turned slightly away from one another, two aristocratic bisque figures, a boy in delicate cerise and a girl in cornflower blue. Their shadows join in a grotesque silhouette. In the center, an ancient clock whose tick acts as the metronome for the sound of their high voices. Presently, the mouths of the figures open and shut...
Page 98 - I do not love you. Or they have to say, I love you, To somebody else. She — To somebody else? He — Now, you and I — We've said that to each other — We've had to say it For a hundred and seventy years — And we'll have to say it, always. She — Say always again ! He — The life of an animate — She — Say always...
Page 95 - HE. To begin with— I can only see part of her at once. She moves into my vision; she moves out of my vision; she is doomed to be wayward. SHE. Yes, but that which you see of her HE. Is ugly, commonplace, unsightly. Her face a rose-face ? It's veined with blood and the skin of it wrinkles— her eyes are ever so near to a hen's— her movements, if one would pay such a gait with regard— her gait is unspeakably ungainly— her hair SHE. Her hair ? HE. Luckily...
Page 92 - HE. Minikin? SHE. Manikin ? HE. Will you listen to me? SHE. No ! HE. Will you listen to me ? SHE. No. HE. Will you listen to me ? SHE. Yes. HE. I love you SHE. No ! HE.
Page 100 - They would do what Manikin did. SHE. Say that again ! HE. They'd do what Manikin did. . . . SHE. Manikin ? HE. Minikin ? SHE. Shall I tell you something ? HE. Tell me something. SHE. Are you listening ? HE. With my inner ears. SHE. I wasn't jealous of that woman HE. You weren't jealous ? SHE. I wanted to hear you talk HE. You wanted to hear me talk ? SUE.

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