Macbeth

Double, double, toil and trouble,
witches brew that boils and bubbles,
tell the man some truth that hooks him,
till he sees a dagger, looks for opportunity
and kills the king, a thing that he would
never do until the sisters planted seeds of
sin within his heart. Apart from his beloved's
pushing him and pushing him, perhaps
he wouldn't act on his ambition, and she will
reap a bitter fruit herself when the accursed spot
will not come out, no matter how she rubs her
hands. And in the end, they make amends
with suffering and death. Then close the book
and dim the lights on Shakespeare's play Macbeth.


(c) Ellen Gillette, 2015