Like those Japanese ones that sound like a sneeze?
| July 31, 2013
Still groping after which shows to see? Behold, the haiku from each of my Pre-Fringe Profiles for this year — feel free to skim over and click on any one that catches your eye (the link will take you to the full profile). Happy hunting, and see you on the Fringe!
moving pieces fit together to make a whole stop. begin again
Theater, a blind date one night between two lovers starts with a great poop
Creepy and funny Through dancing and words, see what Goes Bump in the Night
Woman poet love Keep free living memory Crossroads choke still here
A murder’d playwright Forget it Nick: it’s Deptford Now, the chase is on
two souls locked apart a sea of endless data love can find a way
If you can’t unfriend Your dead on Facebook – you know Why we wrote this show
All of your nightmares And all of your hopes and dreams Are available
Your words are rain drops Each contains an everything I use them like stairs
Mr. Rogers knows Mercury’s in Retrograde. Arts administrate!
Kansas Ghost Story, Sung by zombie Joan Baez, Lit by candlelight.
Greek tragedy in which feminism is all the rage: sorry, kid.
Funny thing happened – laughing at the Revolution, then working for it.
A play by Wilder, enhanced with great new music, makes for a fine night!
…and one last one, which took the “haiku” assignment as a friendly suggestion:
Oh no. Must I go? I must. The Party Awaits. The blood, the buzz, the Pizza Spins; Social games I’ll never win. Most dreaded and most lovely. This Sleep-over will set me free.