Today's prompt from Robert Lee Brewer: Write a poem with the title "Tell ________". I used the line as though it was a line of dialog, and the poem is the response. It expresses something I have missed since this pandemic began: the experience shared with a large audience at a concert, play, sporting event, even a movie. The last concerts I attended where an outfoor musical festival in Massachusetts in June 2019 and a couple of classical concerts in early 2020, by the Philadelphia Orchestra, and the student orchestra of which our former international student was a member. The last plays were "Frozen" on Broadway in December, and a high school's production of "Mary Poppins" about a week before everything started to shut down in March. I'm afraid we're headed into darker times again, but I hope that things get brighter next year.
concert hall
standing room only
favorite band
cranked to eleven
more distance
no more masks
returned onstage
for an encore
feet and screaming
(after a Tweet by Edward Norton)
clutch cards
in tiny hands
hiding aces
up your sleeve
it's reflected
in your eyes
hand holds
nothing but junk
calling your bluff
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