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Wednesday, April 18, 2018

P is for Peter and Pan

Things I remember about Peter Pan: Robin Williams will always be Pan, Banarang!, there was one time they made Tiger Lily's tribe multi-cultural (the movie Pan), Neverland in far under everything else in the Archipelago of Dreams (Chronicles of the the Imaginarium Geographica), and if you perform Peter Pan on stage you need to make Peter Pan fly (no matter how hard to try to get around it), Peter Pan flies.


Peter Pan was written by J.M. Barrie, born James Matthew Barrie. Some people wonder how someone like J.M. Barrie could write a story like Peter Pan. And most people probably don't know that Barrie wrote plays, a couple of them are renowned, Admiral Crichton and and Dear Brutus. It makes me curious to seek these out and some of his other novels.

Barrie received a shock at age 6 when his brother died and because of an over-baring mother retained a child-like innocence of the time before everything changed, which is a strange kind of sadness. It also make a lot of sense why he ended of creating the stories of Peter Pan and Neverland.

I finally read the book, Peter Pan, sometime last year or maybe the year before, and I remember it was more detailed than the plays and movies. That isn't to downplay any of the movies or the theatrical productions, there is just more presented in the book. It is a wonderful book though.

But, where some people read Peter Pan growing up, I was much older when I actually read it. It gives a different perspective when you do it in the order.

Morning Flight

It starts with adventure
in the late hours of night,
when the windows are open wide
and in sneaks a stray shadow.

In the late hours of night,
when you are supposed to be asleep
and in sneaks a stray shadow,
followed by the most unlikely boy.

When your supposed to be asleep,
but awakened by the sound of crying,
followed by the most unlikely boy
and a temperamental faerie.

But awakened by the sound of crying
and you don't know what is coming next;
and a temperamental faerie
blows you dusty kisses.

And you don't know what is coming next
as you float off the ground,
blows you dusty kisses
and fly so far away that time will forget you.

As you float off the ground,
think happy thoughts
and fly so far away that time will forget you,
and second star to the right, straight on to morning.

Think happy thoughts
when the windows are wide open
and second star to the right, straight on to morning;
it starts with adventure.

Friday, April 18, 2014

Day #18 - Ruba'is and Pierogies



Today's poem, a Ruba'i. A Persian poem style made popular by Robert Frost's poem "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening".

Within Nature’s Cathedral

In the sunshine, where I sometimes walk
in the open sky, there sometimes flies a hawk.
It seems I am the only one to pass this way
And take in the sights at which I gawk.

Over the trails and down the deep chasms
To the farthest woodsy columns--
The tallest pines, like sentinels stand
Guard in some ancient earthen museums.

It is quiet here with birdsong and cricket’s trill
When one stands in between the trees, very still
You can almost hear the sound of time itself
Playing its music until

The very end of existence.
When after all this time, I can find my penance
From the very long days that I have traveled
For this moment seeking my own transience.

6:33 pm


P is for Polish Foods: I am half Polish and grew up on these two dishes. I keep swearing that I will make homemade versions of each of these dishes. Maybe after the Tempest is over. They are all day cooking, or at least I remember them by all day cooking. But as a kid anything more than 30 minutes was long! Am I right, Dear Readers. Also, the Veggie Tales (which I am not normally a fan of did a fantastic holiday song about Polish Foods: 8 Polish Xmas Foods. It's not everyday that you hear a song featuring Pierogies and Gwumpkies. 

As always, have a great day; it's the weekend and I have a show tomorrow.  Be good to each others, Dear Readers! To you I send out my love and determination. I believe in each and every one of you!! Photos are complements of Morgue File (a free public photo use site).
Pierogi

Golumpki (Gwumpki)