The Silver Apples Of The Moon

But why is the Indian elder sitting with her through hot days and cold nights?

For what are they waiting?

And who is the Indian woman warning her to return to the college town where her mother is spraying roses and her father, a professor, is writing poetry in the silver light of the moon

And what of her brother, restless in a home where you don't get dessert unless you have a doctorate?

And her grown sister still sticking chewing gum behind her headboard?

Why do their letters call her home?

This play, haunting and humorous, celebrates life, family love and the wisdom myths of native Americans

One-act