my student

I was holding the door for
a grey-haired matron
who glanced up at me
as she passed

did a double-take
and I saw the look
an ex-student gives
the lights go on

now we were caught
teetering in the moment
I don’t remember names
nor did she I gather

how are you?
still teaching?

I should ask
still studying?
or not

As I let go of the door and
engaged in the predictable
banter about life
in the intervening years

I read the subtext
we are both invested
in the same journey
I just gave a push

and she flew younger

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trial balloon

And it came to pass
that the Emperor of the land of cAnAdA
did so decree that there should be built
at the top of the Golden Mountain
an wondrous huge sack of leather
that should contain the warm winds of His Voice
and be covered with the Likeness of His Eye
and it would grow larger as it rose into the vacuum of space
and it would cover the whole of His vast Empire
so that He could see all of His subjects and in awe they would obey Him
and this sac should be made of the hides of many buffalos
joined by the seamstresses of His vast Empire
and they did gather an thousand mighty hunters
who did set out and kill ten thousand bison
and the bison were skinned and sewn together
by the ten thousand seamstresses
and around the base of this huge sac
did the Emperor decree the sac should be painted
by the greatest artisan
in the likeness of His Eye
and so did the greatest of all the artisans come to the holy palace
and he did study the Emperor’s Eye for many weeks
until he did know each green Striation and golden Fleck therein
and then did he lay out his paints
and lo did he truly paint the exact likeness of the Emperor’s Eye
upon the base of the mighty sac
and at last came the day when the Emperor
would truly inflate the mighty sac with His majestic Breath
and lo the people of the kingdom came to the foot of the Golden Mountain
to watch their wondrous Emperor as He would inflate the giant sac
with His mighty Breath
and He was blessed by the Wizards and Priestesses of His Sacred Temple
and He did raise His Arms and call for silence to fall upon the land
and in the silence did He Inhale the air of the land so that there was no breath
left and all the people did fall unconscious
and then the Emperor did blow His Breath into the giant sac
and it did fill at once and it did rise above the land of cAnAdA
wafting out the gentle Breath that did flow down and bathe the people
and the people rose in wonder from their unconscious state
and did see above them the great Eye of the Emperor
looking down as predicted, but wondrous strange
because it did not grow larger as it rose
but indeed it grew smaller
until it was but a little speck
remembered in this song:

The emperor floated a trial balloon
a beautiful green: glorious—my!
designed to loft the azure sky
he planned it would swell
in the air that high
and cover the land as his giant eye
that would see his subjects
and rule or know why
his Royal Decrees went so awry
But as it rose, this silly green ball
it shrivelled and shrank—o me! o my!
and fizzled away like a small housefly
so, emp, good bye!

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Review: A Midsummer Night’s Dream by William Shakespeare

A fresh view for these jaded eyes. Ten thousand performers auditioned for this production, and it shows.

I have taken hundreds of grade nine students through the text of this play, seen it several times myself, and taken my School of the Arts Drama class on tour with it; so when I saw NAC was bringing a production of this old chestnut to Ottawa, I was not enthusiastic. But early press notices suggested that this was something different, and it was.

This is a world touring production from India, with a cast that is all Indian or Sri Lankan. In spite of the fact that there is very little English in the performance (lines are spoken in Hindi, Tamil, Malyalam, Marathi, Bengali, Sanskrit, Sinhalese and English) the few English lines are just enough to keep the audience in the play. This is a phenomenon that is not too unlike viewing the play in Elizabethan English, which most audience members cannot understand anyway.

The performance features virtuoso performances by a standout cast which is required to be acrobatic, musical, terpsichoric, gymnastic, histrionic, melodramatic, comic—you name it; they can do it.

This was a lavish, fast-paced, ingenious production that I found delightful. It gave me a fresh and penetrating look into Shakespeare’s play. The doubling of the royal court of the land by the actors in the royal court of the fairies was a nice twist. All of the mistaken identities were there, the silly earthy love story between Bottom and the enchanted Titania, the fairy illusions, which made more sense delivered as exotic trapeze work. The performances were delivered with panache and beautifully choreographed invention. It was transporting.

I must comment on the visual aspects of this show:
The costumes are at least as elaborate as Elizabethan dress, but still modern. I cannot think of a way to make present day Northern costumes so wonderfully decorative and sensual. The costumes allowed the extreme movements demanded of the actors on climbable staging and trapeze and slung drapes, and were still fantastical and sensual.
The set is very practical, highly textured, versatile and expressive, without being artificial or drawing undue attention to itself. It could be palace and terrifying forest and romantic enchantment interchangeably. The drapery slings were perhaps the most engaging feature, allowing characters to hang upside down, sleep or make love suspended above ground, or hang above like fairies, observing or manipulating.

There were three musicians onstage, just outside of the action, adding percussive, stringed and wind instrumentation throughout the entire production, giving the action a cinematic flavour.

The acting was visceral, for example giving Oberon real power that in some productions has sometimes seemed elusively more a matter of tradition than inherent in the character. The declamation of lines in language that I certainly did not understand gave me permission to focus on the actors’ movements and declamation, as if I were watching dance or opera instead of interpreted words—very liberating, very sensual. More than that, the dynamics of movement in three (well, even four) dimensions was imaginative; this was almost more Cirque de Soleil than stage play.

This production was not just a splashy reinterpretation of Shakespeare; it was a realization of a very familiar work in a way that opened a new way of seeing it. Wonderful.

National Arts Centre English Theatre presents the Dash Arts Production of
Shakespeare’s A Midsummer Night’s Dream directed by Tim Supple

Production

Set and Costume Design: Sumant Jayakrishnan
Music Director: Divissaro
Lighting Design: Zuleikha Chauhari
Assistant Directors/ Deputy Stage Managers: Quasar Thakore Padamsee, Mohit Takalkar
Choreography: D Padmakumar, M Palani
Company Manager: Shankar Arora
Stage Manager: Kavita Puri Arora
Lighting Supervisor: Doug Harry
Sound Supervisor: Rob Bass
Tour General Manager: John F. Fisher / CAPA
Production Manager: John McNamara

The Cast

Court of Athens
Philostrate, Theseus’ Master of Entertainment ….. Ajay Kumar
Hippolyta, Queen of the Amazons ….. Archana Ramaswamy
Theseus, Duke of Athens ….. P R Jijoy
Egeus, advisor to Theseus ….. J Jayakumar
Hermia, Egeus’ Daughter, in love with Lysander ….. Vandita Vasa
Demetrius, Hermia’s Suitor ….. M. Palani
Lysander, in love with Hermia ….. Chandan Roy Sanyal
Helena, Hermia’s friend, in love with Demetrius ….. Kriti Pant

Streets of Athens
Peter Quince, a carpenter ….. Vivek Mishra
Nick Bottom, a weaver ….. Aporup Acharya
Francis Flute, a bellows-mender ….. Joyraj Bhattacharjee
Robin Starveling, a tailor ….. T Gopalakrishnan
Tom Snout, a tinker ….. Umesh Jagtap
Snug, a joiner ….. Jitu Shastri

The Forest
Puck, a spirit and servant to Oberon ….. Ajay Kumar
Spirits, servants to Titania:
Peaseblossom ….. Reshma Shetty
Cobweb ….. M Palani
Mustard Seed ….. Charan CS
Moth ….. Ram Pawar
Dragonfly ….. Tapan Das
Glow Worm ….. Dharmender Pawar
Oberon, King of the Fairies ….. P R Jijoy
Titania, Queen of the Fairies ….. Archana Ramaswamy
A boy, stolen from an Indian King ….. Lakhan Pawar

Musicians
Wind/Strings/Percussion ….. N Tiken Singh
Guitar/Stings/Percussion ….. Kaushik Dutta
Percussion/Wind ….. Gagan Singh Bais

Production viewed: November 8, 2008, 2 pm Running time about 2 hours, 45 minutes, including one intermission.

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