I feel one must be in the mood
for moonlight and music and infinitude
to really enjoy this play.
But what do I know?
Entropically ironical,
chaotic and clever and Byronical,
and jolly and gay:
et in arcadia ego.
I feel one must be in the mood
for moonlight and music and infinitude
to really enjoy this play.
But what do I know?
Entropically ironical,
chaotic and clever and Byronical,
and jolly and gay:
et in arcadia ego.
Maybe he is just reheating Beckett's leftovers, as many (two, which counts) of my friends have insisted over the years. But I disagree.
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Hahah I really enjoyed Arcadia! But it's also like... One of the 3 plays I've ever read
I quite liked it too! Don’t remember much about it now though.