L Is For The Way You Look At Me

Posted by Mina Drezner on 5:15 PM

Again love appears differently and in some way grotesquely in this segment of the play. Pomona and Vertumnus find that you can disguise love but true love has no cover, it is almost naked. It comes down to the original skin. The disguised love among the plant lovers finally comes to light after a rather disturbing story.  
This image might represent the "forbidden" love
among the father and the daughter

Myrrha, showing herself to her father




















A story of how love to a relative is a girl’s only desire. Considering the time period one can find that normal but from a modern point of view it is odd. But isn’t all loving odd?  People fall in love under the most unusual circumstances, and who are we to judge how others fall in love? I don’t think you can choose who you fall in love with, or who you stop loving.

 Let’s face it, gay love happens and other unusual forms of love happen. Just because we aren’t used to them are they really wrong? If it is not with me I really don’t mind this strange relationship, I don’t agree with it but I have no right to stop it.

“You can shut yourself in a room, bolt the door
But love will still come through the window
Draw the curtains, lock the casement,
But love will seep through the walls
Never think, never think that you can be safe from love.” Pg. 53

Love happens, so does life.

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