The pen represents Constance’s creative identity and her shift from passive scholar to active author of her own life. Early in the play, Constance throws her green-plumed pen in the trash, frustrated with her academic failures and lack of recognition. The Chorus retrieves it, placing it back on her desk as a subtle reminder of her untapped potential. As the story unfolds, the pen disappears from view but remains symbolically linked to Constance’s voice, her writing, and her growing agency. After traveling through the worlds of Shakespeare’s plays and confronting versions of herself in characters like Desdemona and Juliet, she returns to the real world transformed. In the final moments, she discovers the pen again—now gold instead of green—tucked behind her ear. The color change suggests not just confidence or success, but transformation. What began as a cheap academic tool becomes a symbol of authorship, imagination, and self-ownership. The pen no longer belongs to Shakespeare or the university—it belongs to her.
The Pen Quotes in Goodnight Desdemona (Good Morning Juliet)
Act 1, The Dumbshow Quotes
Three vignettes played simultaneously.
1. Desdemona’s bedchamber; OTHELLO murders DESDEMONA in her bed, by smothering her with a pillow.
2. A crypt; ROMEO dead, JULIET unconscious on a slab. JULIET awakens, sees ROMEO, and kills herself with his rapier.
3. Constance Ledbelly’s office at Queen’s University;
CONSTANCE finishes a telephone conversation. She is upset. She hangs up the phone, takes her green plumed fountain pen from behind her ear, and pitches it into the wastebasket. She then picks up a long and narrow, ancient leather-bound manuscript, pitches it in after the pen, and exits.
Act 3, Scene 9 Quotes
[When the warp is over, CONSTANCE is alone in her office at Queen’s. Both she and the office are precisely as they were at the onset of the first warp at the end of Act I: the phone receiver dangles by its cord, and CONSTANCE is leaning over with just her – hatless – head in the wastebasket. She straightens up and looks about her, a little disoriented. She tentatively touches herself as if to confirm her reality, bringing one hand up to her head. She feels her pen behind her ear, removes it, and looks at it. It has turned to solid gold, feather and all]



