Aug 2016
It may all depend
On the silliness of a boy
Sitting on the roof of a car
In a graveyard,
In the gentle shade
Of a summer afternoon.
© 2016
On the silliness of a boy
Sitting on the roof of a car
In a graveyard,
In the gentle shade
Of a summer afternoon.
© 2016
We have no right to assume our literary heritage will continue to be important. It is conceivable that Shakespeare 50 years from now will not be read. Verily, it may all boil down to a boy (or girl) renewing the life of Shakespeare’s works in the minds of the future. Verily, the creativity to accomplish that necessary task may begin with pure silliness.
