Happy Foolish Happenings

I have never 'cracked' a copy, never read it, never owned it. . .maybe i should but not now, definitely not now. It is interesting to go back and see where we have been, where we are coming from -it is helpful to remember so we have a direction to follow as we go into the future. I have not read much theory for two years since i left university. Though what i have begun reading is some early 'classic' writers Shaw and Wilde - the issues they raised are relevant today and some fun ones like Wells and London -who seem so in your face policos that it is hard to see how they could be funny-good at their craft i suppose. . .so as i look back at my own thinking and writing i lay it down next to the concerns and politics of 150 years ago and realize much of it is the same struggle. Foolish.




Amazing things happen

When you close your eyes
In the middle
Of a busy moment
You kill the world
And all that exists is you
And you tell yourself you will never
Get so busy again
And my life is too much in my
Own world to worry . . .
And it. Hits you
WHAM!
And you know. And you know.
The most amazing dazzling things
And you want to dance through
The streets and you do
And you sing in your own voice
Amazing things happen to your voice
When you forget to check over your shoulder
To see
If anyone is around and the song your heart sings
Bursts out as joy - a joyful sound unto yourself
To the world. To the universe.
That would not exist without you
And to which you own your life
And you feel sometimes, that life,
Spins you out of control
Or that it is spinning a yarn
And either way is fine
Because you like crazy stories and
Amazing things happen when you are.