I wasn't too surprised to read that a play called called "This Is Our Youth" was written from words that came straight out of your mouth because everything about you embodies the theatre, or the theatrical, as this graduation poem perfectly illustrates.
I loved your full-on reading of it, and was glad you didn't have any help with it this time because that would have diluted the impact of it, given that you on your own have managed to turn it into a little play - and a very enjoyable one at that!
By the way, isn't it just great that Dylan is still alive 45 years later, and still going strong? Maybe it's having this sense of the theatrical gives creative people their unabating hunger for life! Great stuff, Tommy!
Prolific word play young man…jazzy, like a tenor sax in A minor. This would kill, open mic at Da Poetry Lounge on Tuesday nights…I urge you to take it on a date.
Can't believe you picked up in the Buckley. "I come to bury the Shah, not to praise Iran," very "I came to lay Caesar out , not to hip you to him." Don't think I know your wonderfully alliterative ass, but I feel like I do.
I wasn't too surprised to read that a play called called "This Is Our Youth" was written from words that came straight out of your mouth because everything about you embodies the theatre, or the theatrical, as this graduation poem perfectly illustrates.
I loved your full-on reading of it, and was glad you didn't have any help with it this time because that would have diluted the impact of it, given that you on your own have managed to turn it into a little play - and a very enjoyable one at that!
By the way, isn't it just great that Dylan is still alive 45 years later, and still going strong? Maybe it's having this sense of the theatrical gives creative people their unabating hunger for life! Great stuff, Tommy!
There you are. You were snoozing on me the last few weeks, but a poem with Bob Dylan in it will lure you back into the fray! Glad you dug it Martin.
Tommy, what did you think of the Dylan movie, A Complete Unknown? I'm watching it right now, for the first time.
You got the Rhythm!
Thank you Renee
You are a natural, even way back then. Great reading.
Thanks sis.
Prolific word play young man…jazzy, like a tenor sax in A minor. This would kill, open mic at Da Poetry Lounge on Tuesday nights…I urge you to take it on a date.
I might just do that LK
Well spake Swerds! Then and now. Feels like da naz came back channeling lord Buckley through your wicked Walden-whacked youth.
Now to sip on this
Simmering Solstice sunset !
Can't believe you picked up in the Buckley. "I come to bury the Shah, not to praise Iran," very "I came to lay Caesar out , not to hip you to him." Don't think I know your wonderfully alliterative ass, but I feel like I do.
Sir Tommy Esquire,
Eloquent and quaint rhymed with your signature charm. 💋
Sincerely, the merry mystic mistress, Lady G