(Selected from A
Theatrical Cleri-Who's Who of Playwrights throughout
committed grievous cultural trespass
taking a perfectly satisfactory artistic genre like a choric
song and ruining it for millennia by introducing a single new
the first actor.
lived 2500 years before the first Carry On...
but all subsequent comedians owe him their loyalties
and probably a few million in royalties.
The plays of Euripides
run longer than Pheidippides
and, far from being dull, if anything they’re perhaps a little
unless you think someone being decapitated onstage is lackluster
mocks contemporaries so often he’s
accused of being a major contribution
to Socrates’s execution.
with pounce in his hair
and a silk robe de chambre
was serious, but never somber.
from Victorian society exiled
but revered today;
his writing has aged better than Dorian Gray.
quivered like Jell-o
when while in search of six characters for a new play he
discovered, behind the scrim,
they were also looking for him.
may have been upright and honest and echt
but no one ever checked
because of his Verfremdungseffekt.
thought it would wreck it
if the titular Godot
would actually show.
Chuckled, “Oh ho!
Ain’t that swell!
I’m the first and only comedian ever to win a Nobel!”
is able to pander
to theatre nerds and civics nerds alike by rapping with passion
about the Federal Reserve.
If you have any thoughts on these clerihews (or about the
whole - much larger - project of which they are only a part), Daniel
be pleased to hear them.