Breath (1969)
by Samuel Beckett
(Summary)
Summary
In a world stripped to its barest bones, life begins in
a breath. A tiny, almost imperceptible spark—the sound of inhalation—stirs in
the darkness. It grows, swelling into a moment of awareness. Around it, faint
lights flicker, revealing the detritus of human existence: scattered,
meaningless objects, symbols of life’s clutter and chaos. There is no
character, no action, no dialogue—only the echo of existence itself. The breath
expands and contracts once more, a single arc of living, and then, just as
quickly, it fades, leaving only silence behind. The stage, like life, is
emptied; the sound of exhalation marks the end. In thirty seconds, a universe
is born and dies, a fleeting reflection of life’s transient, cyclical rhythm.

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