SAMUEL BECKETT – ROCKABY


This play is a self-reflective drama about the moment when time is too long and there’s nothing else to do but to wait to die. The most repeated words are “time she stopped”, which, almost as a mantra, are a clear reference to death. The words of the voice-over are intentionally being reflected in the pace of the rocking chair working as a lullaby that keeps the woman alive.

This simple combination of elements adds more tension to the loneliness and despair of the tortured woman giving to the viewer a possible mirror of himself. When the voice-over stops the rocking chair stops and the woman asks “more” as an act of denial and confrontation with the end. On each repetition of the ‘lullaby’ the voice-over fades showing that her capacity to prolong life and negate the end starts not to be possible because “time she stopped.” It is a very compelling meditation on the meaninglessness of existence.


 

Daniel Labeille: Years later, while planning a festival to mark Beckett’s 75th birth day, I send him a letter asking him if he would consider writing a piece for the event.

He wrote back saying he did not think it was possible, but he try. Two months later a new play, ‘Rockaby’ arrived from Paris with a note that read: For your project, if you think it worthwhile.

Samuel Beckett (1906 – 1989) Rockaby – Rocking Song >more till in the end the day came in the end came close of a long day when she said to herself whom else time she stopped

time she stopped time she stopped going to and fro all eyes all sides high and low for another another like herself another creature like herself a little like going to and fro all eyes all sides high and low for another till in the end close of a long day to herself whom else time she stopped

time she stopped time she stopped going to and fro all eyes all sides high and low for another another living soul one other living soul going to and fro all eyes like herself all sides high and low for another another like herself a little like going to and fro till in the end close of a long day to herself whom else time she stopped going to and fro time she stopped

>time she stopped time she stopped time she stopped more so in the end close of a long day went back in in the end went back in saying to herself whom else time she stopped

time she stopped going to and fro time she went and sat at her window quiet at her window facing other windows so in the end close of a long day in the end went and sat went back in and sat at her window let up the blind and sat quiet at her window only window facing other windows other only windows all eyes all sides high and low for another at her window another like herself a little like another living soul one other living soul at her window gone in like herself gone back in in the end close of a long day saying to herself whom else time she stopped

time she stopped going to and fro time she went and sat at her window quiet at her window only window facing other windows other only windows all eyes all sides high and low for another another like herself a little like another living soul one other living soul living soul living soul

more till in the end the day came in the end came close of a long day sitting at her window quiet at her window only window facing other windows other only windows all blinds down never one up hers alone up till the day came in the end came close of a long day sitting at her window quiet at her window all eyes all sides high and low for a blind up one blind up no more never mind the face behind the pane famished eyes like hers to see be seen no a blind up like hers a little like one blind up no more another creature there somewhere there behind the pane another living soul one other living soul till the day came in the end came close of a long day when she said to herself whom else time she stopped

time she stopped time she stopped sitting at her window quiet at her window only window facing other windows other only windows all eyes all sides high and low time she stopped

time she stopped time she stopped time she stopped time she stopped

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So in the end close of a long day went down in the end went down down the steep stair let down the blind and down right down into the old rocker mother rocker.

Where mother sat all the years all in black best black sat and rocked rocked till her end came.

In the end came off her head they said gone off her head but harmless no harm in her dead.

One day no night dead.

One night in the rocker in her best black head fallen and the rocker rocking, rocking away.

So in the end close of a long day went down in the end went down down the steep stair let down the blind and down right down into the old rocker those arms at last and rocked rocked with closed eyes closing eyes she so long all eyes famished eyes all sides high and low to and fro at her window

To see

Be seen

Till in the end close of a long day to herself

Whom else time she stopped let down the blind and stopped

Time she went down, down the steep stair, time she went right down was her own

Other own, other living soul.

So in the end close of a long day, went down, down the steep stair, let down the blind and down, right down into the old rocker and rocked rocked saying to herself.

No.

Down with that the rocker those arms at last saying to the rocker rock her off stop her eyes fuck life stop her eyes rock her off rock her off.

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