“The show begins with voices, soft at first then louder, it ends with applause and between these two there is love, laughter, a letter opened, a gun concealed, a joke that runs and runs and after the banquet there’s a ghost and a voice that sings and a soft light and a loud whisper and a kiss that’s just a kiss and a long, long, very long silence that turns into sound and a party and a question and a curtain that closes and there’s history, memories, forgetting, dream and celebration and a fading light in colours that you could never name.”
Encontrei este texto/poesia no EAT restaurant, em Warwick Arts Centre, University of Warwick. Anotei uma parte e o resto procurei na Internet. Encontrei apenas um website com o texto completo, pois outra pessoa também havia se encantado e anotou. Ou seja, o autor é desconhecido... Fica então a reflexão do grande "Show" que a vida, com suas inúmeras e inigualáveis "cenas"...
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