New Moon, moving

he’s moving

he’s moving

my baby’s moving with the new moon

the new moon

it’s a new moon

the moon moves my baby

away

away

my baby moves

by the same moon that moves me

we move

together,

separately

farther.

travel safe love

be light my dear

for the moon takes you

there,

there,

all places you go.

and if those places be

far, farther from me

so shall it be.

for it is the moon that leads

you

away

from me.

it is the moon that leads

us,

you and me.

‘사계절 연극제’의 봄, 3월 공연 후기 // [햄릿]

‘사계절 연극제’의 봄, 3월 공연 후기 // [햄릿]

쓰고싶다면 쓸 수 있는 많은 표현들과 다양한 유형의 극찬도 있겠지만 공연 소개 팸플릿상 윤서비 연출님의 글에 제시된 비유를 단순화시켜 공연에 대한 평을 내리자면…요리의 맛과 고기 구이의 정도는 그 요리를 보고 먹는자들에게 정확히 쉐프가 의도했던대로 전달된것 같다. 이런 “뚜렷한” 전달 자체만으로도 공연 구성원들에게 찬사와 격려의 박수를 보낼만 하지만 여기에 더하여 쉐프가 envision 한, 전달하고자 하는 요리 그 자체, 거기에 담긴 메시지, 그리고 그를 전달하는 방식에 대한 선택이 열악하다고 할 수도 있는 조건과 환경임에도 불구하고(“귀여운 수준의 제작비”), 아니, 어쩌면 그런 조건들과 환경 자체를 활용하고 이용하여 탁월했다고 말하고 싶다.

한국으로 돌아온 후 관람한 많지 않은 공연들 중 지금까지는 제일루 마음에 들었고, 편했다. 편했다고 해서 쉬웠다는 것은 아니다. 단지…고전임에도 불구하고 그 거대한 명작을 부담스럽고 어렵게 (어깨에 힘을 주고) 보여주려 하지 않았다, 그래서 관객인 나는 불편하지 않았다는 말을 하고 싶은 것 같다. 또, 쉽게 말하자면 “연극”공연에서 흔히 보게되는 ‘오버’가 없었다. 불필요한 꾸밈 없이 깔끔하고 솔직하고 신선했다. 지혜롭고 효과적인 절제의 연기와 연출(자연스러움…)이 반갑고 감사하게 느껴지는 공연이였던것 같다. 이러한 정도조절 자체가 도전적이고 세련되고 멋있어보였다. 한국과 연기에 대한 희망을 갖게 되었다…고까지 말하면 주제넘어 보일 수도 있겠지만 나 내 자신이 절대 전문가가 아닌 걸 충분히 아는 일개 관객으로서 나는 그렇게 느꼈다.

그런 느낌…스테이크는 약간 rare하게 먹어야지 제맛이야…라는 말을 듣고 모든 식당이 언젠가부터 큰 육회 덩어리급 “스테이크”를 서빙하는 시대에 채식주의자가 되버릴까 고민하던 와중 오랜만에 제대로 구워진, 맛있게 요리된 스테이크를 서빙 받아 맛난 식사와 함께 감동까지 먹은…그런 느낌?

이세승님의 공연 또한 관객과 예술에 대한 respect를 지킴으로 격이 있고 뜻이 담긴 노출과 움직임을 보여주신것 같다. 어린 햄릿이 말로 표현 못했을 수도 있는 가슴앓이와 혼란, 답답함, 오기(?), 포기(?) 등의 복잡미묘한 감정들의 신체적, 움직임적인 표현을 통해 햄릿이라는 캐릭터와 햄릿이 처해있는 상황에 대해 다시한번, 그리고 새롭게 사색을 하게 되었다. 물론, 나홀로 과대해석하고 있는 가능성도 있다는건 인정…ㅎ 그래도 여러모로 여운이 남는 공연이였다.

공연은 약 2시간이 조금 넘어 끝이 났는데 전혀 길게 느껴지지 않았을 뿐만이 아니라 막이 내려짐을 알려주는 밝아지는 조명과 입구쪽 열리는 커튼소리에 “엇…계속 보고싶은데…”라는 아쉬운 마음을 들고 나는 천천히 자리에서 일어났다.

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외로움과 함께 보내고 있던 하루를 예상치도 못했던 보람있는 하루로 만들어준 공연이였다. 좋은공연에 너무 감사하고 가을이 기대된다. To be. 화이팅.

 

#사계절연극제 #햄릿 #연극 #공연 #후기

cradling a stillborn

for how long can you cradle a stillborn in your arms

can you stare him to life

can you cry him to life

can you kiss him to life

breathe him to being

 

will you call out his name, if he has one

will you plead his departing soul, “Please stay

will you fight his stillness

will you insist

will you let go

will you release

will you open your arms

let the angels carry him

let your bosom be bare

let your heart tear

 

would you hold him dear still

would you hold him still dear

dear would you still hold him

dear would you hold him still

a recollection of a night dream whilst reading “Women Who Run With the Wolves”

night dream

 

he had left me,

i had gone searching

he came back

and led me back to my room

 

and we were caught

i wanted to save him

from going back

to that place that held him blind

 

but we were caught

and

separated

torn apart

 

i went back for him

i went back to him

 

but old nuns in black and white

they led me to a pond

it was a peaceful pond

a small pond

the stones were round

the stones were big

and dark, like black

smooth granite

 

with solemn looks

on their aged faces

but eyes understanding

they led me to peace

 

a pond of peace

a pond of quiet

they led me to…

Quick Cookie Update

Hello Cookiverse,

Oatmeal Raisin Cookie reporting.

Cookie went to work in Beijing for the past three months.

Oh dear, it was tough.

The air pollution was really bad. Cookie had a hard time breathing.

Work was both a great learning experience as well as a very stressful experience. But that’s how it normally is, right?

I got to meet a lot of other cookies while I was in Beijing. Some nice cookies. Some crazy cookies. Some good-looking cookies.

And, alas, big news, Cookie fell in love.

I will call him…Snickerdoodle Cookie. Because…he makes me smile. 🙂

But Snickerdoodle lives in China* .

I, am now, back in Korea.

And, with relations between China and Korea gone bad in the human world because of THAAD, he won’t be able to visit me in Korea for awhile.

I don’t know when I’ll ever see him again.

Anyhow, Cookie understands that this is “the way of the world”, so Cookie will just wait to see if the cookie gods bring us together again.

Aside from the waiting Cookie must endure for this wonderful gift of the human experience called love, Cookie is also waiting to receive news about another exciting part of human life – getting a job.

For the past few weeks, Cookie has been waiting to hear back from some humans who wanted to hire Cookie for work. Cookie does not love waiting for so long. Cookie must find work soon so Cookie can make money and pay human life bills. But, Cookie is trying to “keep her cool” because…cookies should be kept at cool temperatures.

 

So, after returning to Korea, Cookie has been resting and writing, and doing a whole lot of waiting.

I think the Cookiverse is sending me a message to be patient.

Maybe this is training for when I one day return to my home bakery and begin my Great Wait for Destiny. Who knows?

 

Cookie cheers 🙂

 

 

 

*how did a Snickerdoodle Cookie end up in China? I don’t know!! But like I like to say, only the cookie gods know!

 

on proving love

does the ability to wait endlessly, for days and weeks on end, with no word or contact, in any shape or form, whatsoever, from you, my dearly beloved, prove my love for you?

does the ability to wait silently, prove my love for you?

or does the ability to wait in soliloquy, prove my love for you?

does the ability to wait, in un-waiting, sans any expectation, prove my love for you?

and what about you, my dear?

would your ability to find time for me, your dearly beloved, despite the chaos in your life, prove your love for me?

would your ability to better balance work and love, prove your love for me?

would your ability to become more available, prove your love for me?

but, would you, do you even desire to?…to prove your love to me?

what my heart knows – “murmuration”

via Daily Prompt: Murmuration

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Murmuration. Murmuration..

It’s been a few months,

a rather long duration…

I tried to ignore it.

But I knew that I heard it.

Soon after we started

The first murmur was detected

You were not in love,

My dear, were you not?

He is too young.

He is too rash.

He is too earnest.

These murmurs persisted.

It’s too good to be true,

Such fortune to befall you?

Impossible,

Don’t fall for it

It’s a scam,

Best run for it.

And these murmurs, they lasted

And lasted,

insisted.

I sat, and I listened

I sat, and I listened.

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It’s been a few months,

quite a long duration…

He will come around,

He’ll come back.

…murmurations.