A Dramatic Monologue by Evelyn Hooven (October 2015)
An impersonal airport hotel on the outskirts of a major city in the Caribbean. It is after a severe storm that has deranged all plane schedules. . . and after a marital argument and rift. A man is speaking to his wife, whose listening we must imagine. It is late at night. The line-lengths should suggest the rhythm of his thinking. more>>>
Too often stream of consciousness is (as C.S. Lewis put it) steam of consciousness, but not this remarkable evocation of sehnsucht. Richly rewards re-readings.