The Classic Theatre

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The Classic Theatre is a podcast hosted by Sanio Kurtesevic, a New York–based actor. In each episode, I read and revisit classic works by playwrights and writers whose voices continue to shape theatre today. This podcast is a way to keep the language, the ideas, and the craft alive through direct engagement with the text. Learn more at: https://www.duseproductions.com

  1. 12/30/2025

    Sonnet 35 (Shakespeare)

    A Sonnet (or short poem) from a collection written by William Shakespeare, published in 1609.  #35 Synopsis: The poet excuses the beloved by citing examples of other naturally beautiful objects associated with things hurtful or ugly. He then accuses himself of being corrupted through excusing his beloved’s faults.   No more be grieved at that which thou hast done. Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud; Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud. All men make faults, and even I in this, Authorizing thy trespass with compare, Myself corrupting salving thy amiss, Excusing ⌜thy⌝ sins more than ⌜thy⌝ sins are. For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense— Thy adverse party is thy advocate— And ’gainst myself a lawful plea commence. Such civil war is in my love and hate  That I an accessary needs must be  To that sweet thief which sourly robs from me. (Project Gutenberg, Public Domain) Visuals from Sunrise: A Song of Two HumansDirected by F. W. Murnau, 1927 — public domain

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  2. 10/01/2024

    Sonnet 34 (Shakespeare)

    A Sonnet (or short poem) from a collection written by William Shakespeare, published in 1609.  #34 Synopsis: In this sonnet the sun is again overtaken by clouds, but now the sun/beloved is accused of having betrayed the poet by promising what is not delivered. The poet writes that while the beloved’s repentance and shame do not rectify the damage done, the beloved’s tears are so precious that they serve as atonement.   Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day And make me travel forth without my cloak, To let base clouds o’ertake me in my way, Hiding thy brav’ry in their rotten smoke? ’Tis not enough that through the cloud thou break To dry the rain on my storm-beaten face, For no man well of such a salve can speak That heals the wound and cures not the disgrace. Nor can thy shame give physic to my grief; Though thou repent, yet I have still the loss. Th’ offender’s sorrow lends but weak relief To him that bears the strong offense’s ⌜cross.⌝  Ah, but those tears are pearl which thy love sheds,  And they are rich and ransom all ill deeds. (Project Gutenberg, Public Domain)

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  3. 09/30/2024

    Sonnet 33 (Shakespeare)

    A Sonnet (or short poem) from a collection written by William Shakespeare, published in 1609.  #33 Synopsis: The poet describes the sun first in its glory and then after its being covered with dark clouds; this change resembles his relationship with the beloved, who is now “masked” from him. But if even the sun can be darkened, he writes, it is no wonder that earthly beings sometimes fail to remain bright and unstained. (This is the first of a series of three poems in which the beloved is pictured as having hurt the poet through some unspecified misdeed.)   Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy, Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendor on my brow, But, out alack, he was but one hour mine; The region cloud hath masked him from me now.  Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth;  Suns of the world may stain when heaven’s sun staineth. (Project Gutenberg, Public Domain)

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  4. 09/27/2024

    Sonnet 32 (Shakespeare)

    A Sonnet (or short poem) from a collection written by William Shakespeare, published in 1609.  #32 Synopsis: The poet imagines his poems being read and judged by his beloved after the poet’s death, and he asks that the poems, though not as excellent as those written by later writers, be kept and enjoyed because of the love expressed in them.   If thou survive my well-contented day When that churl Death my bones with dust shall cover, And shalt by fortune once more resurvey These poor rude lines of thy deceasèd lover, Compare them with the bett’ring of the time, And though they be outstripped by every pen, Reserve them for my love, not for their rhyme, Exceeded by the height of happier men. O, then vouchsafe me but this loving thought: “Had my friend’s muse grown with this growing age, A dearer birth than this his love had brought To march in ranks of better equipage.  But since he died and poets better prove,  Theirs for their style I’ll read, his for his love.” (Project Gutenberg, Public Domain)

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  5. 08/14/2024

    Sonnet 31 (Shakespeare)

    A Sonnet (or short poem) from a collection written by William Shakespeare, published in 1609.  #31 Synopsis: The poet sees the many friends now lost to him as contained in his beloved. Thus, the love he once gave to his lost friends is now given wholly to the beloved.   Thy bosom is endearèd with all hearts Which I by lacking have supposèd dead, And there reigns love and all love’s loving parts, And all those friends which I thought burièd. How many a holy and obsequious tear Hath dear religious love stol’n from mine eye, As interest of the dead, which now appear But things removed that hidden in ⌜thee⌝ lie. Thou art the grave where buried love doth live, Hung with the trophies of my lovers gone, Who all their parts of me to thee did give; That due of many now is thine alone.  Their images I loved I view in thee,  And thou, all they, hast all the all of me. (Project Gutenberg, Public Domain)

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  6. 08/06/2024

    Sonnet 30 (Shakespeare)

    #30 Synopsis: The poet pictures his moments of serious reflection as a court session in which his memories are summoned to appear. As they come forward, he grieves for all that he has lost, but he then thinks of his beloved friend and the grief changes to joy.   When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time’s waste; Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow, For precious friends hid in death’s dateless night, And weep afresh love’s long since canceled woe, And moan th’ expense of many a vanished sight. Then can I grieve at grievances foregone, And heavily from woe to woe tell o’er The sad account of fore-bemoanèd moan, Which I new pay as if not paid before.  But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,  All losses are restored and sorrows end. (Project Gutenberg, Public Domain)

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  7. 07/25/2024

    Sonnet 29 (Shakespeare)

    A Sonnet (or short poem) from a collection written by William Shakespeare, published in 1609.  #29 Synopsis: The poet, dejected by his low status, remembers his friend’s love, and is thereby lifted into joy.   When in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featured like him, like him with friends possessed, Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven’s gate;  For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings  That then I scorn to change my state with kings. (Project Gutenberg, Public Domain)

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  8. 07/23/2024

    Sonnet 28 (Shakespeare)

    A Sonnet (or short poem) from a collection written by William Shakespeare, published in 1609.  #28 Synopsis: Continuing the thought of s. 27, the poet claims that day and night conspire to torment him. Though he has flattered both day and night by comparing them to beautiful qualities of his beloved, day continues to exhaust him and night to distress him.   How can I then return in happy plight That am debarred the benefit of rest, When day’s oppression is not eased by night, But day by night and night by day oppressed; And each, though enemies to either’s reign, Do in consent shake hands to torture me, The one by toil, the other to complain How far I toil, still farther off from thee? I tell the day to please him thou art bright And dost him grace when clouds do blot the heaven; So flatter I the swart complexioned night, When sparkling stars twire not, thou ⌜gild’st⌝ the even.  But day doth daily draw my sorrows longer,  And night doth nightly make grief’s length seem stronger. (Project Gutenberg, Public Domain)

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The Classic Theatre is a podcast hosted by Sanio Kurtesevic, a New York–based actor. In each episode, I read and revisit classic works by playwrights and writers whose voices continue to shape theatre today. This podcast is a way to keep the language, the ideas, and the craft alive through direct engagement with the text. Learn more at: https://www.duseproductions.com

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    Duse Productions
  • Years Active
    2023 - 2025
  • Episodes
    68
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