My poetry professor tells us that great poems will "teach (us) how to read (a) poem's style as its read" A great poem will teach you how to read that specific poem before it is done. You have to let the poem teach you, and then absorb the rest of the poem. This is pretty similar to the effect that Roland Schimmelpfennig's "The Golden Dragon" had on me. This play was a play that taught me how to watch the play as it was happening. I knew the play was going to be a completely different experience than any play I had ever seen before the moment I walked in the door. Upon walking into the theatre, I was handed a small take-out box that looked like it was from a Chinese restaurant. Unfortunately, instead of food inside, there was a "food for thought  slip. The food for thought slip, which was given to every person that attended the play, created a unique start to the theatre experience. Each slip had a name on it, a profession, and a place of origin for the person. It also had a little blurb about the person's assimilation into America. A few other things were cues that this was not going to be a normal play experience. The stage jutted out into a large table that audience members could sit around if they pleased. At each seat around the table there was a plate filled with dirt. It didn't look so appealing, so I chose a normal seat in the audience. The set was gorgeous as well, with an elaborate oriental backdrop that had vibrant reds and was extremely appealing to the eye. When the play started, I was almost immediately lost. I had no prior knowledge of any sort about the play, and hardly had time to sift through the playbook before the show began. It was initially tough to follow any of the characters, because only four actors were taking care of more than a dozen roles. I didn't realize this fact at first, but it didn't take a while before I picked up the actors' cues that they were covering more than one role. The play is also