Theater evenings

A beautiful and proud woman has raised a sword in front of her. There is much grandeur, tragedy and beauty in her flight forward and upward. This is the new monument to the fallen heroes for freedom, which is located in front of the National Theatre in Warsaw. A diverse movement is captured in the sculpture. I don't know why, in addition to the fate of the Polish nation, it also evokes associations with the Polish theatre. With its history and its current youth. I involuntarily recall Mickiewicz's "All Souls' Day", Słowacki's "Cordian" and "Balladina". I look at my watch - I have to hurry - I must not miss the beginning of "Death of a Lieutenant" by Mrożek. I expect it to be something extremely funny and sad. (And I did not fly away...). I take a last look at the Theatre Square. From afar, the humiliations or perhaps the forced stops and the whirlwind flights that this strange woman with the sword hides within herself are somehow more palpable. But you feel - no matter what happens - she is indestructible, she will raise her clear forehead. I calmly enter the theater hall and immediately become her prisoner. Time flies imperceptibly, the performance lasts about two hours. It is only 9 o'clock in the evening and it is not even dark enough outside. There is time to walk, talk and argue with Poles about their theater performances, about famous playwrights, about interesting stage characters.