Follow the unsettled dust road
Left at the strangled mesquite
Spindly branches will graze cotton azure
You will see us.
The key lays within skeletal tree limbs… 59 more words
At a moment when Britain is more critical of her society than ever comes Peter Barnes’ astonishing The Ruling Class. There are so many layers to this production – religion, politics, duty, family, sexuality, madness – that it’s frankly unbelievable it’s squeezed into a running time of less than three hours. 432 more words