Sailing over a Cardboard Sea by Peter Shippy

Sailing over a Cardboard Sea by Peter Shippy

Our boat’s made from hundreds of toy boats.

Our engine’s a goose egg, roiling a tin watering can.

The moon’s a rind of mold, sliced from a wheel of black Brie.

The friendly whale’s my dog, Lucky, spouting barks.

We open the bale window in the theater’s back wall so the golden city across the sea, our destination, can be played by the golden city across the sea.

My black slicker is covered in mirrors, so the audience can see my crew.

Dim lights.

A toy piano plays my theme. The pianist asks the audience to find the day-glo balloon taped to the bottom of their seats. Quick, blow them up, she says. Now stand up fast and let go, so you see stars.

A stagehand turns a wheel and the waves wave and wheedle.

We’re off.

Curtains.



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