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AN APOLOGY FOR ETHEL WATERS

Who talked to God frequently in her movies


And for the rest of us


Who talk to ourselves:


The last surviving aunt:


The cook in the diner who,


According to the cashier's irony,


Must have money in the bank;


The dirty one reeling right there


On the corner you can't walk away from


If you expect to take the bus home.




Of course, we're not really talking to ourselves;


It's just that our audience isn't here


At the moment,


And you can't always blame the actors


If the theater is empty,


Right?

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