Hope After All

Believe it or not, upon its first publication, An Absurdist Play was liked well enough by a high school teacher that he used it in a poetry segment of his English class. The experiment failed, as I thought it might, and for his valiant effort, the teacher was met with puzzled expressions perhaps not unlike those suggested in the stage directions of the poem itself. I doubt the teacher really understood the poem; I wonder if I do; yet now its humorous futility seems more apt than ever. Life itself is an absurdist play, as demonstrated in the introduction, which, suitably, appears after the poem. If it were not, society as we know it would crumble, proving there is hope after all.

[ 1999 ]