What...Relish...Is This...How Runs The Stream? (For Miss S)

Shakespeare's words thrown into the open air transform themselves into a clutch of starlings delighting an audience. **** From the open air production of TWELFTH NIGHT last night...this June 13th at Regent's Park. I adore all the non actors...butterflies and moths caught in a spotlight...a pigeon swoops across a front row and steals the audience's interest...each feather perfect and clear seen so near. And my favourtie of the night...what relish is this...the Bard's words metamorphising into a clutch of starlings that stole my heart and became these words.