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TODAY'S "STUFF" |
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Today is St. Luke’s day. On
this day in 1744 The Earl of Sandwich publicly complains that people aren’t eating
his namesake with proper gentility. In 1874 the first marriage in a hot air balloon took
place in Cincinnati and in 1984 Marlon Brando made his Broadway stage debut in "I
Remember Mama".
So far this year my favorite line about so called May / December romances belongs to Clint
Eastwood who on marrying a woman in her 30’s was asked "What about later
on?" His reply, "If she dies she dies." I bring up May / December romances
apropos of absolutely nothing.
Famous American Farewells: Today in 1975 Elizabeth Schwartzkopf completed a yearlong
farewell tour of U.S. Concert Halls. Hope your farewells are few this day, this year and
always.
- RM 10/13/98 |
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Jack Anderson o
Amy Carter o Divine o Jennifer Holliday o John le Carre o
John Lithgow o Walter Mathews o Robert Reed o Jeannie C. Riley |
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The inner ear hears
music and that’s enough.
What if they gave a war and everybody came?
Arguing is too easy. Silence is a better weapon in any
disagreement.
Rain is only rain to some, but holy water to all lovers. |
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MIND MINDER |
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A butterfly flies up
inside my head,
consuming all my early years
the memory of just yesterday,
other loves and lives
I might have known or knew.
He sits and eats away
within that place I’ve lived
where he now lives.
Please remember for me
all those things
that need remembering.
Let me use your head
as mine.
I ask that you
attempt to lead me,
to carry me aloft
bend down to scoop me up,
to ferry me across my life
as you would a child
across a too deep river.
You are the end of me,
and my new beginning.
You are my brother
and my wife.
My lover and my son.
My mother and my husband
my teacher
and the one I long to teach.
The woman
that I dreamed of finding
the friend who never was.
You transcend gender,
eliminate September,
add another month of Sundays
to a calendar well worn.
I will be for you
whatever works.
I will work to make you be,
while you eliminate
the buzzing, ringing sound
that permeates my brain
of late.
A butterfly
and maybe more
is buzzing in my head.
If he should eat it all away
you’ve head enough for both of us.
If caterpillars crawl
down through my brain
you’ve brain enough
to see us both through
this thing that has seized me,
seized us both at once.
- From "The Sea Around Me, " 1976, 1977 |
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