Eh Joe

Once upon a time, on a special day, Samuel Beckett began to play, With words and stories, he did create, A piece for TV, a tale so great. On his fifty-ninth birthday, full of cheer, He wrote Eh Joe, a work so clear, With characters and voices, he did mold, A story that would never grow old. But the first broadcast, it was delayed, In German it aired, the story portrayed, Elmar and Erika, they took the lead, On Beckett's sixtieth, a special deed. Then came the American production, so grand, Directed by Alan Schneider, a trusted hand, PBS aired it, for all to see, On April eighteenth, a moment of glee. Thirteen versions preserved, a testament true, Eh Joe, a teleplay loved by many, it grew, In books and on screens, it continues to shine, A birthday gift from Beckett, so divine. Random page: Au-delà de la haine