Everybody knows how much pride I have bestowed on my site www.vpt.hit.bg, and everybody knows how little hope I wasted on the perspective of my plays being published by a professional play publisher.
Well, here I am with the recognition that my plays do exist in the world of writing, and with one recommendation to follow the guideline in the production of my future works.
Everybody knows I was in a hurry to write my plays and cover one more aspect of creativity, and everybody knows that I neither have been to the theatre often enough to have tuned my criteria to the principles of the play, nor have studied writing, but at school and a good school it was, to have adopted a pattern.
Well, in the line of these thoughts, I will have to publish my plays myself, if I manage to.
And in the same line of the vanity of writing in general, and my writing, in particular, here is a poem written as much beside the guidelines as the time I spent on writing it allowed:
The Genius of Nature
The genius of nature
in the mind of a devoted to the success
is such a whirlpool of self-concentration
and total formulation of the encompassable
that the tornado and vortex-
intent on dragging in the penetration
of people curious to glimpse
at depths unseen and thoughts unravelled-
pop out works as hard as bark
from which the slates of text are made,
works lighter than the minds own need
to understand its own feeling
about there being something
still deeper, and much broader still,
down, flourishing inside
the very nature of the mind
where geniuses of all kinds
are hidden, lurking, or forgotten
V.P.T. 23.02.2008
Valentina Petrova Toucheva 24.02.2008 Sofia, Bulgaria
