ICARUS (Greece) CAST:
3 farmers
STORY:
The 3 farmers tell of a tragic event they have witnessed: the fall of young Icarus from the sky.
Farmer 1.
We were planting one day tilling, yes the fields rich bountiful. And there . . . appearing shining was young Icarus splendid, he was an apparition.
Farmer 2.
And he wore yes giant wings, he did giant feathers appendages fastened, they were
to his shoulders belted yes . . . beautifully with calfskin. Farmer 3.
And we admired yes and pressed so his pleasant skin and felt yes lovingly his sleek muscles his ivory wings.
Farmer 1.
And then then to our amazement yes to our genuine delight Icarus yes
began to rise. Flapping, he began yes to lift slowly almost tenderly upward, like a bird he rose ascending triumphant from our hill. Farmer 2. And we cheered yes and shouted, “Huzzah!. . .Excelsior!”, we shouted waving our hats, shaking merrily yes our wooden hoes as the boy “dear one” flew yes
in circles. . .above us.
Farmer 3. “O Zeus, we thank you for your bounty.” Farmer 1. “O Zeus, we thank you for your love.”
Farmer 2. Then suddenly yes someone noticed someone grasped observed, they did that Icarus o our flyer, our bird-boy was climbing. . .too swiftly, that the lad “Excelsior!” was soaring recklessly “stupidly” into the highest air.
Farmer 3. “Protect him o Zeus!” Farmer 1. “Watch over him o Godhead!”
Farmer 2. And it was then yes precisely that we spotted “all of us” yes our bird-boy lovely head-strong racing o bolting toward the waiting sun, “the Destroyer!” that we saw Icarus yes advancing toward the sun’s great mouth,
its maw. . .gigantic its flames. . .gnashing teeth-like “loved one. . .loved one!”.
Farmer 3. Icarus!”, we shouted. Farmer 1. “Young Icarus!”, we screamed.
Farmer 2. But Icarus foolishly yes. . .hopelessly was beyond all sound. The boy . . . Farmer 3. “Futility!” Farmer 2. . . .was beyond all hearing. A speck, he was a dot miniscule a distant moth.
Farmer 3. “O Zeus, if you are gentle!”
Farmer 1. “O Zeus, if you are kind!”
Farmer 2. And then the boy . . . Farmer 3. “I cannot . . .!” Farmer 2. . . .swooped, actually dived, he did yes into the sun itself. Actually plunged he did yes into its fiery heart, the flames thrashing convulsing his young body. Farmer 3. “Zeus!” Farmer 1. The heat hazing beclouding him. Farmer 2. But then then suddenly
“miraculously!” “God!” he was regurgitated, spit out, he was cut loose falling trailing, he was a white vapor. A path, it was narrow disfiguring our sky.
Farmer 3. “He is smoking!”, we shouted. Farmer 1. “He is burning!”, we proclaimed.
Farmer 2. And sure enough yes unbelievably Icarus “o!” had become
“God!” a fire storm an inferno, he’d become a holocaust destroying our air.
Farmer 3. “O Zeus!”, we cried. “Zeus!. . . Zeus!”
Farmer 1. But the damage o was irreversible, the catastrophe yes was complete. Cinders ash fell from the heavens. Dirt . . .degradation showered us soaked us. Confusion
“contempt!” rained on our heads.
Farmer 2. “O Gods, will we ever see sunlight?” Farmer 3. “O Gods, will we ever know peace?”
Farmer 1. The boy o Icarus was dead. The boy . . .Icarus “loved one!” was no more. Farmer 2. That night yes we crawled to our homes. And that night “God!” we were visited by dreams. Farmer 3. “O Zeus Divine
let us rest.” Farmer 1. “O Zeus Absolver grant us peace.” Farmer 2. We are poor farmers . . .o Divinity. Show us no more . . . All.
“No!”
Farmer 3. . . .of godly things.