Oh, I still remember <br />your Hamlet <br />-the best production I ever saw – <br /> <br />you home <br />from school <br />wrapping yourself in the crimson curtain <br />of our living room <br />& stabbing yourself <br />in the arras <br /> <br />& crying: <br />“ a rat...a rat! ” <br />& how something or other was rotten & <br />bringing the curtain down <br /> <br />upon your dying <br />annoying our mother <br />critical of your over-heated performance <br />she sending us <br />(like a bad review) <br />scampering. <br /> <br />I will remember <br />your Shakespeare <br />to my dying day! <br /> <br />Your eyes wild <br />your hair flying <br />and how <br />with an entire <br />cast of you <br />you <br />acted it out <br /> <br />to my open and gasping mouth <br />drinking you in <br />with my thirsty mind <br /> <br />Shakespeare come <br />startlingly alive <br />me peppered <br />with beauty & spittle <br />Oh, sister Hamlet <br />I still live in <br />the wonder of your <br />telling.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sister-hamlet-for-melly/
