By Jack Joseph Smith
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"The Farce of Life" turns existence into a film where victory, defeat, tears, a slap, music, a bridge, a stream, wood, brick, and mutual backward glances all belong to a game no one quite knows how to leave.
The poem's refusal of judgment lets it stage emotion as performance without making it false. Mozart ending and the slap across the face give the piece a theatrical break, but the question of whether each saw the other look back keeps tenderness alive inside the spectacle. Its final doubt matters because it admits that the game may hold them only as long as they keep agreeing to it.
'The Farce of Life' frames living as cinema: 'I am in the movies all the time / There is no judgement about it', inviting the watcher to see victory, loss, and tears but not 'disrespect.' The break comes hard - 'A slap across the face / No we are done / Mozart is over' - yet tenderness survives in the question of whether 'we each see the other look back' across 'the bridge, the stream, the wood.' It ends on a suspended doubt about the bond it has staged: 'We won't let anything take us away / from the game / Or will we...'