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Mountain climbing with Shakespeare

A loose dialogue poem for the Dialogue Poetry challenge

By Rachel DeemingPublished 2 years ago • 3 min read
Mountain climbing with Shakespeare
Photo by Migle Siauciulyte on Unsplash

I cannot be that person.

I'm not asking that of you.

Then I don't know what you want.

All I want is you.

But can't you see you don't?

I don't know what you mean?

You say you want me - it's not true.

You're wrong - all I've ever wanted is you.

No, you want a version of me.

You're not a Barbie doll!

I know that but do you?

I'm struggling here - explain.

You see me as something I'm not.

I see you as you are.

No, you think you do - you think I'm this...

This what? I need to know.

This person to share life with.

Well, isn't that what you are?

Yes and no. I'm not a clone.

I never said you were.

But I can't be like you in things.

I don't expect that of you.

But you do! You do!

But in what way?

You want me to change my ways!

I've never asked you to change for me.

But the expectation is there.

I'm getting confused. You're not content.

I just can't mould myself.

So you think I want more from you...

Than I can give to you.

I see, I think. I'm pressure to you.

You want me to be like you.

I don't. I want us to share.

But that means being someone else.

I want you to do things with me.

I'm not an active sort.

I don't like the theatre.

I find steep climbs a chore.

My bum goes numb at plays.

I wish I could give you more.

I just want you to give me enough.

I feel like I do that already.

You do? So I'm unreasonable.

I think we need some middle ground.

So what do you suggest?

I like to walk just not uphill.

Where's the challenge in that?

It's not about the challenge!

Then what is it all for?

To spend time and talk and take in air.

We do that anyway.

But this is shared experience.

I like to push myself.

I know but I can't join you.

I'm not sure that you try.

I know my limitations.

That you have set yourself.

Self-knowledge is a good thing.

When used in the right way.

This is what I mean.

This is what you mean?

Yes, it's just not me.

Theatre is not me either.

Then why do you come?

Because I'm with you and sharing.

And so it's me, that's what you're saying.

I just want you to try.

I feel the strain with every step.

But we're doing it together.

You enjoy it - I really don't.

It's not different to a play.

It's not physically demanding...

No, but God, I find it dull!

You get nothing from it at all?

Nothing, but I know you do.

So, you come because of me?

Yes, because it's what you like.

Is there anything you get from it?

Yes, there is one thing.

And what is that? This thing you get?

Knowing that you're happy.

Really? That's the only thing?

It depends on what we're watching...

But really, you do it for me?

Yes, I do it for you.

And that's the only reason?

The only reason at all.

I find hills quite demanding.

Shakespeare is an uphill climb.

I had no idea of this.

You didn't need to know.

I think that I should have.

Well, we're here now.

It's going to be hard.

But think of the reward!

I'll try and get past it.

I'll be with you all the way.

There's a mountain to be climbed.

And a shared view from the top.

And you'll come to Macbeth?

I'll endeavour to stay awake.

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Rachel Deeming

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