Today we celebrate Robert Creeley, a great, one-eyed American poet: May 21, 1926 - 2005…
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Robert Creeley: The Tunnel
Tonight, nothing is long enough—
time isn’t.
Were there a fire,
it would burn now.
Were there a heaven,
I would have gone long ago.
I think that light
is the final image.
But time reoccurs,
love—and an echo.
A time passes
love in the dark.—
Photo: Elsa Dorfman’s Polaroid captures Creeley at his most Shamanic…
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It starts like a punch to the stomach, making you feel breathless, falling, drowning in despair. Suddenly, it gives you some semblance of hope, although ephemeral & bittersweet… & towards the end, it just starts to break your heart over & over, leaving you breathless once again, right where you started. Just like falling in love…
Olejniczak’s execution is fucking sublime.
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life:
A half-century ago, on a spring night in New York City, 35-year-old Marilyn Monroe — literally sewn into a sparkling, jaw-droppingly tight dress — stood in a spotlight on a dark stage. She took a breath, began to sing — and 15,000 men and women who filled the old Madison Square Garden that night knew, simply knew, that they were seeing and hearing something that they would never, ever forget.
The song, of course, was “Happy Birthday,” and Marilyn’s breathy, intimate rendition — sung, as if the two of them were utterly alone, to President John F. Kennedy — has been celebrated, analyzed and lovingly parodied countless times in the five decades since that indelible performance.
LIFE’s Bill Ray was there — and now, we present a set of unpublished from that unforgettable night.
Charlotte Gainsbourg ~ Just Like A Woman
