There were days when the Father could see and days when the Father could not see in this tale seen through the eyes of the perennial Son as viewed from the trellis surrounded, as if for protection, by an enormous garden. The tale grows in turns and twists upon allusion and reversals, all crisply dramatic and really not so comical as at first glance.

Published by Oberon Plays – 2006 reprint

92 pages

Condition; EXCELLENT – inked dedication on title page otherwise unmarked