Friday, September 7, 2007

Les Miz




4th row.


Rows of people finding their seats. Walking down the sloping aisles like ants in an ant farm.


A flash goes off. The ushers are a swarm of bees.


All are still - no one moves. It has begun.


Faces, music, tears, laughter.


Wow.


Three hours later, the end. But it felt like it just begun.


All the women are wiping their eyes as the aisles clear.

1 comment:

Lynn Baumert said...

It still gave the feeling of being on Broadway!