>>>>>a girl walks onto the pavement of a city street.  she carries with her under one arm a rolled up patch of astroturf, in one hand a packet of seeds, a watering can and a flashlight, and in the other hand a bucket of water.

 

PROLOGUE (excerpt Ophelia, from Hamlet ACT III, Sc 1, 148)
Girl: O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown.
The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword,
Th' expectancy and rose of the fair state,
The glass of fashion and the mould of form,
Th' observed of all observers, quite quite down!
And I of ladies most deject and wretched,
That sucked the honey of his musiced vows,
Now see that noble and most sovereign reason
Like sweet bells jangled, out of time and harsh;
That unmatched form and feature of blown youth
Blasted...

 

>>>>>she pours the bucket of water over the pavement to cleanse and prepare it for rebirth

...with ecstacy.  O, woe is me
T' have seen what I have seen, see what I see!

 

>>> kneeling down in front of the prepared pavement she unrolls the astroturf, that has flowers underneath it, hidden from view. 

Girl (singing): They bore him barefaced on the bier
Hey nonny nonny nonny hey nonny
  

>>>>>sprinkles the seeds over all the astroturf

And in his grave rained many a tear

   >>>>>water the seeds and astroturf

Fare you well my Dove!

   >>>>> Shines the Flashlight over the seeds, as the sun, count to 10.

 

There's Rosemary,

 

>>>pulls up a flower from the astroturf

 

that's for rememberance, Pray you Love, remember.  And there is pansies

 

>>>another flower

 

that's for thoughts

 

   >>>>> looks the other way, and alters voice as if a spirit is talking through her

A document in madness, thoughts and rememberance fitted.

 

   >>>>> returning to normal

There's fennel for you

 

>>>flower

 

 and columbines

 

>>>flower

 

  There's rue

>>>flowers

 

  for you and some for me.  We may call it herb of grace
a Sundays.  O,you must wear your rue with a difference.

>>>Flower

 

 There's a daisy.  I would give you some violets, but
they withered ALL, when my father died.  They say a' made a good end.
(sings) For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy.

 

   >>>>> Again possessed and looking away

Thoughts and affliction, passion, hell itself,
She turns to favor and to prettiness.

 

   >>>>>  Returned to normal, she starts searching for new flowers

(singing) And will a' not come again?

>>>finding nothing

 

 No, no he is dead:
go to thy death bed:
He never will come again.
God a mercy on his soul!
And of all christian souls, I pray God. God be with you.

 

 >>>>> possessed again, looking away

Do you see this oh God?

  >>>>>  turns the light out, eats the flower called rue and lays out on her back as if poisoned to death.

 

 

THE END