I don’t really know anything about loving, or how to be loved. And yet, the most amount of suffering I have in my life is about people I think I love, and whom I believe love me, but not in the right way, at the right time, in the right place. Right as in proper,… Continue reading My Loving Problem
Month: May 2011
The King’s Speech and Women Presidents
Twenty years of romance make a woman look like a ruin; but twenty years of marriage make her something like a public building. – Oscar Wilde I just had the pleasure of watching the film The King’s Speech: twice. I loved it. Great actors giving great performances, a lovely sensitive script, and interesting information about… Continue reading The King’s Speech and Women Presidents
Institutions and the Individual
Even though I am trained as an artist (an actor and a creative writer, if you fancy those things art) and highly value individual expression; I’ve always felt a responsibility to contribute to the greater good for my fellow humankind – maybe to a fault. I take satisfaction when I’m able to help a group… Continue reading Institutions and the Individual
To the boy who wrote me hate poems
And so you published a book of poems I’m so proud of you! But I did hesitate When I read on the back cover The years you say they covered Of your youthful pain and anguish Smack dab in the middle Was our relationship Our romantic relationship that lasted…how long? 6 months? 18 months? A… Continue reading To the boy who wrote me hate poems
Loving my Momma
In young womanhood, I had a lot of anger at my mother. I worked through most of it before she died, with the aid of therapy and time — but I’m only recently realizing why she did the things that troubled me most. My mother was born in the 1930s, raised on Shirley Temple and… Continue reading Loving my Momma
Her Grand Epiphany
Shadowy cream linoleum Electronic water drops Breathing machines Whispered terminology Chemo drugs cause psychosis Break with reality of c-word Smoking shame, questioning chemicals, fearing oblivion — Private single room Floods with ethereal light Total white out Fill with peace and awe The disembodied voice urges: “GET BACK TO YOUR REAL WORK!” Once senses recover Wonder… Continue reading Her Grand Epiphany
Famous Blue Pea Coat
From the first time I saw you, I thought I understood everything about you, instantly and eternally. You were smart, and you were in pain. I was fascinated by you. I wanted to learn from you. I wanted to help you. I wanted to save you. I wanted you to know that I know who… Continue reading Famous Blue Pea Coat
Of Loaves and Ropes
Rox laid the items on the prop table in the pre-determined spots: two silver candlesticks, on one side, marked Act 1, and a revolver and knife, marked Act 2. They were all props for a traveling production of Les Mis that was coming through her small Canadian town. She was 17; an orphaned high school… Continue reading Of Loaves and Ropes