Summer Wakes the Bear Who Sleeps

'¬SAh, now I see. For this she sleeps. She sleeps the winter gone, as do all of her kind. She sleeps for rest.'¬ '¬SNo. The sleep she has chosen is a sleep without rest, a sleep tormented, a sleep that ends in death.'¬ So begins an exploration of human frailty through the lens of fairy tale, image, one-acts, ritual, and poetry. Along the way: volunteerism as modern indulgence and doubt as modern fundamentalism; a father who tries to be a brother, and a brother who won't let him; a heretical text; a ship's captain who wants nothing more than to leave his wife and children. '¬SSo you have done all, you have sent all, and still she did not turn. There is nothing more to be done.'¬ '¬SNo. There is still one more to send.'¬