[open] We [won't] waste our lights in vain

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Who: FRIENDS, ROMANS, COUNTRYMAN, any & all
When: Wednesday nights
Where: The dojo
Format: Action, prose, poetry, quotation, rhetorical-pastoral-comical, anything!
What: This month's Shakespeare readings.
Note/proposed structure: My current thought is to put up one master log a month, with a fresh post linking back to it each week for that week's

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I.1 As You Like It

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[He sets up lanterns and candles to set the mood and establish the path to the largest room. In less than traditional fashion, cushions and mats have been replaced by benches and chairs, but the setting is open and inclusive, circular, and sitting on the floor would yield as good a place to see, be seen, hear and be heard, as anywhere else. There is no differentiated stage vs. audience; the words will go straight up over the collective and everyone will experience them omnidirectionally. Everyone will look at and address each other, no scene exclusive only to those talking in them.

For the first session, he anticipates a small turnout. So the room is airy but set small. It's easier to make extra space with magic, so don't start intimidating. With Tonks's help there are Geminio copies of the script and more can be instantly produced. He's started with five. He keeps the master tome for himself to read stage directions and notes as needed, and just generally let there be some anchor, for those (many! including himself) who find more

"AYLI" Play Notes

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My extremely loose and optional casting ideas, based on those who responded to initial post, only if needed and/or to be swapped around and/or utterly rejected (and keeping in mind this is not ACTUAL CASTING, gender/age/appearance matters not a whit, anyone can read anything that's interesting!) :
Rosalind - Pepper
Celia - Verity
Orlando - Arthur
Phebe - Tonks
Jaques - Raphael
Frederick - Jin
Touchstone - Lupin

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[As Phebe read, I would not be thy executioner: I fly thee, for I would not injure thee. Lupin's eyes flickered to Io.]