In the darkened theatre but
Discourteous in the street
Yet our eyes meet and hold
Audience and actor
One basking in the stare
Of the other retreating in respect
Of valorous conduct
On the field of battle
Or some such plot
Does the actor have a moment
When he also understands he can’t
Go back on his amazement
At having lost his soul
Which brings the audience to its feet
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