Originally posted on thetravistechniquecilectblog:
It is 1989 and Chazz Palminteri and I are working on a short monologue that he wants use for future theater auditions. It is a story from his life as a young boy growing up in the Bronx, New York – an afternoon when he witnessed a murder. Weeks after developing…
Originally posted on MarkWTravis:
Source: WRITE YOUR LIFE, March 19-20, 2016
Originally posted on pō\'ĭ-trē:
Tadeusz Różewicz Listen And yet white is best described by gray bird by stone sunflowers in December love poems of old were descriptions of the flesh described this and that for instance eyelashes and yet red should be described by gray the sun by rain poppies in November lips by…
Originally posted on This Mortal Coil:
By Robert B. Weide For Part I of this interview CLICK HERE. PM: You tweeted an offer to donate $100,000 to a charity of Ronan and Dylan Farrow’s choice if they could prove their accusations about Woody Allen. Was that just a publicity stunt? RW: Not much of one,…
Originally posted on This Mortal Coil:
By Robert B. Weide ©B Plus Productions, LLC INTRODUCTION: With only a few exceptions, I’ve always turned down requests to be interviewed about the Woody Allen case. First of all, it’s a very complicated and unpleasant subject, and outside of writing a book, it simply can’t be covered in…
Originally posted on DODGING THE RAIN:
Freiburg Münster God’s compass tapers heavenward, its tracery stuffed with sky. So many artificers of wood and stone would never see your majesty complete, replete with buttresses that fly. I conjure rugged masons in tool-stuffed aprons, putting trust in God, in future imaginings. For generations, the millrace genius of…
Originally posted on DODGING THE RAIN:
What the Cat Says (Dubai, August 2018) The heat here makes me old.There is no way I can rush aboutunder its weight.Find a high place indoors, the cat says,and rest. But this workday rolls in,a relentless wave breaking the shoreof my morning. It will always belike this, says the…
Originally posted on (CALIATH):
L’embarcador (1911)Santiago RusiñolSantiago isn’t by far the most famed Catalan painter, but he is incredibly special to me. His paintings create the sentiment of “recent antiquity”, an incredibly hard to encapsulate aspect of Iberia and her countries, Catalonia included. L’embarcador, which is currently in National Museum of Catalunya, is one of…
Originally posted on (CALIATH):
Southern night. CrimeaIvan Aivazovsky, 1848 1 – Taken from Camilo Pessanha’s Clepsydra, this stanza translates roughly as such:“Sails the vessel. Over clear waterOne can see the seafloor, of fine sand…— Impeccable peregrine figure,The endless distance that separates us!” Strung together strangely from a restricted form, (mysterium) is to be part of…
Originally posted on Starfish Sutra:
One of my favorite birds strikes a keen pose for us.
WRITINGS, MUSINGS, POETRY 