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Sieze the Day

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David Tennant explores a few ways that people approach "Hamlet" in the same way that Walker Percy describes how people come to see the Grand Canyon but fail to really see it. Tennant starts out by explaining, "One of the things when you come to 'Hamlet' is ridding yourself of the baggage that comes with it and just try to tell the story." As with the Grand Canyon, people flock to "Hamlet" with a preconceived notice of how it should already be before they even sit down. Percy demonstrates that when an audience does this and does not get the expected outcome; they feel cheated and disenchanted. It is as if they feel they did not have a valid experience.

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In PBS's Shakespeare Uncovered, David Tennant speaks about how the scene where Hamlet holds "Yorick's skull has become "cliche." Holding a skull loses the meaning of staring into the dead eye sockets of someone he once knew. It doesn't have that same effect anymore. Polish composer and pianist, André Tchaikovsky donated his skull to used as Yorick in a "Hamlet." Bringing a real skull into the play makes it more real and genuine.

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My "it" moment involved me going to the Women's Flat Track Derby Association's World Championships that happened to be in Nashville. As a woman who plays roller derby, I was able to sit back and watch in awe as the athletes that I looked up to performed jumps, hits and passes five feet in front of me. I was also able to meet my inspiration as her team won the championships. I was fully immersed in everything around me. I came not even knowing what it would be like to sit as a spectator, to not be in skates.

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This poem inspired me during a violent time in my past where I felt caged. I wrote my version. I couldn't have been more that a teenager, but I still tear up as I read either poem

How Can The Caged Bird Fly

How can the caged bird fly? When the only knowledge of flying is what is in her dreams.

Caged from birth, occasionally changing owners but remaining caged none the less.

Never truly knowing what the wind feels like flowing through her feathers or the feeling of walking on clouds

Not knowing how to brave the excitement and dangers, with no teachers, no mentors, no one to guide the way.

Alone in her cage she sits and cries.

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A free bird leaps on the back
Of the wind and floats downstream
Till the current ends and dips his wing
In the orange suns rays
And dares to claim the sky.

But a BIRD that stalks down his narrow cage
Can seldom see through his bars of rage
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
Of things unknown but longed for still
And his tune is heard on the distant hill for
The caged bird sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
And the trade winds soft through
The sighing trees
And the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright
Lawn and he names the sky his own.

But a caged BIRD stands on the grave of dreams
His shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
His wings are clipped and his feet are tied
So he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings with
A fearful trill of things unknown
But longed for still and his
Tune is heard on the distant hill
For the caged bird sings of freedom.

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I know why the caged bird sings Poem by Maya Angelou - Poem Hunter

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I know why the caged bird sings by Maya Angelou. .A free bird leaps on the back Of the wind and floats downstream Till the current ends and dips his wing In the orange suns rays And dares to claim the. Page

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Rush - Time Stand Still (Official Music Video)