Poems for my Readers

Watched a touching film - dab dab with my handkerchief - at the Huntingdon Valley Library called BLINDED BY THE LIGHT. Before it started, my friend Ilona saw me and came over.

Is this the first time you've come to the movies?

No, I said.

For Ilona, I'm gonna write a poem about movies.

BTW, I continued to watch films by Ulrika Ottinger at Scott's just now. Got it from the library. Ulrika has a most unusual sensitivity.


Ulrika. View her here.

Mom just called. She and companion Margie hit it off well. Told Mom I LOVE YOU before I hung up. She's hoping to feel better tomorrow.

Why should you, I asked.

Because I'm wishing it, she said.

When I got home from the HV Library, I wrote the librarian and asked her to please consider adding the novel GRAVITY by Sarah Deming to their collection.

View it here. Sarah is the white chick.





THANK YOU FOR THE MOST DELICIOUS GIFT

A late lunch would be good, thinks I,
but where shall I go? Certainly not McDonalds
with their rubbery burgers and sticky fries, nor same-old
Willow Grove Giant, where floods of people pass by.

It's off to Dunkin, driving over in the
sunshine. Did you know that Billy Haney just
announced on Star Date that star systems which
touch one another may burst to a brilliant flash
the brightest thing in the heavens above.

Don't count on it though. Not like I count on
my gift card from Dunkin, scuse me while I sip
on that Ice-Cold Coffee, yes, it came with a straw
and is puddling my TV tray right now

The croissaint with eggs sausage and cheese
was nothing short of superb. Who is as lucky
as I? And read my library book NEVER CAUGHT:
The Washingtons' Relentless Pursuit of their
Runaway Slave, Ona Judge.

With 60 cents left on the gift card
I asked the boss man What should I do?
"I'll give you a donut and we'll call
it even."

"Can't but thanks. I have diabetes."
The "D" word was foreign to him, but
hardly to me.

Out came my life-saving insulin pen
wondering when I look up at the stars tonight
if I'll see Einstein and Kepler and Galileo
sailing like Winkin Blinkin and Nod
as I finish the last remnants of Iced Coffee
thanks to the great Teresa Forstater!

........

THE MOVIE LOVER

Film noir, of course, comes on 

Turner Classic Films every

Saturday Morning. Scott and I

burrow under the covers and

take turns falling asleep and

waking up.

In my movie-rich childhood
Mom took me to see Bambi.
When the forest fire arrived
I asserted myself and ran to
the top of the stairs.

La Belle et La Bete at Goddard College


also Hallelujah The Hills.

Here in the quotidian Philadelphia suburbs we have our Mauriccio Giammarco showing films on Sundays and then conducting commentaries.

The Professor at Rosemont College knows all our names and if we don't quite get it, he leads us on gently as if wearing DeerFoam Slippers.

A perennial favorite which Scott and I thrill to, together, are the gorilla films.

KING KONG



Mighty Joe Young. Was Terry Moore in that?