the day I met an actor

The day I met an actor

Father Brown sat in my garden drinking beer

with fellow actors and producers.

Father Brown remembered me he had seen

Me watching him every weekday on Tv.

The actor profession is strictly hierarchical

I could not sit at his table but be placed

among the actor, like the one coming out

of the post office walking up the road and

has no speaking role.

I had a watering can and when watering

A rose bush near him, he spoke to me.

“So, you like to watch Father Brown?

“Yes, sir, I love the program.”

“Thank you,” he said, with that, he turned

to the other casts by the table


◄ Dresden

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