No More Light in a Darkened Theatre

The Death of the Master (by Roger Ebert)

Oh what finds
your mind, body so
broken to take
your own life
when your own life
gave us
so many thrills
so many highs, lows

an incredible craftsman
gone far, far too soon
in those darkened theatres
we stare at a sparkling screen
knowing, weeping, we’re missing
great images, great stories

© by DC Lessoway

Posted in: acting, death, directing, grief, Life, Philosophy, poetry

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[Poeticamber} {Productions}

screenwriter. director. poet. an open mind. Not right, left or central, simply human.

2 thoughts on “No More Light in a Darkened Theatre” Leave a comment ›

  1. We will nether understand why a great man takes his own life. The fear inside his head must have been greater than his success. Success is not everthing.

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