{"id":163,"date":"2006-05-22T20:00:29","date_gmt":"2006-05-23T00:00:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/2006\/05\/22\/theatre\/"},"modified":"2006-05-24T00:05:55","modified_gmt":"2006-05-24T04:05:55","slug":"theatre","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/2006\/05\/22\/theatre\/","title":{"rendered":"theatre"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a title=\"Pingualuit Crater\" href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/New_Quebec_crater\"><img decoding=\"async\" title=\"Pingualuit Crater\" alt=\"Link to Pingualuit Crater\" src=\"http:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/images\/avatars\/chubs.jpg\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<blockquote><p>an episodically published poem<br \/>\nlink to <a href=\"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/2006\/05\/23\/frustrations-of-a-blogging-poet\/\"> next<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>the chartered twin engine Canso banked to starboard<br \/>\nand we all looked down at the huge circular crater<br \/>\nand splashes of rock rayed out over tundra grasses<br \/>\nand scattered stunted hard northern evergreens<br \/>\nthe cauldron rose above the vast tundra a Celtic temple<!--more--><br \/>\nhaunted by chanting spirits on wind-swept moors<br \/>\nclose to a wine-dark sea<\/p>\n<p>she&#8217;s two mile wide walls are quarter mile high lake is<br \/>\neight hundred feet deep  hey can we  circle &#8217;round again<br \/>\ndo better than that hold on and we dove into the crater<br \/>\nin a steep heart squeezing dive that tested the struts<br \/>\nand mountings of the tough tight seaplane and the eight of us<br \/>\nswinging wildly as if in a hammock under the vibrating wing<br \/>\nskimming across the water walls sheer all around us<br \/>\nstraight ahead walls straight ahead walls solid rock walls<br \/>\ncoming up as either our bowels let go or we hit and it<br \/>\nwhat a pilot we haul up out of the huge maw lucky bait<br \/>\nthat got away drifting out over the silent empty wild<\/p>\n<p>I enter from the back door, the tech entrance, fumble<br \/>\nin the absolute muffling black run into the huge velour<br \/>\nbacking unaccountably left at floor level and find the switch<br \/>\nhigh overhead fluorescents flicker on and I see that<br \/>\nthe main traveller is closed, thus accounting for the dark<br \/>\nI go to the main&#8217;s lines and hand over hand pull it open<br \/>\nthe house sits dim and empty lit only by the stage light<br \/>\nand the tech worklight a soft glow from the back booth<br \/>\nhere the magic here the terror here the silence that consumes<br \/>\nthe house is empty no cough no creak of seats flick of paper<br \/>\nsit here relax wait for no one just anticipate action passion<br \/>\nhere is life in large death in context unity coherence cycle<br \/>\nhere are answers and questions that are answers answered<br \/>\nhere is focus of communal collaboration to create magic<\/p>\n<p>here is the theatre<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>(to be continued)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>an episodically published poem link to next the chartered twin engine Canso banked to starboard and we all looked down at the huge circular crater and splashes of rock rayed out over tundra grasses and scattered stunted hard northern evergreens &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/2006\/05\/22\/theatre\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-163","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-creative-writing","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/163","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=163"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/163\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=163"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=163"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/riverwriter.ca\/wordcurrents\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=163"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}