The Seeing Place:is the literal translation of the Greek Word Theatron, These writings deal with all aspects of the performing arts as both observer and practioner. A Weblog for my Calhoun High School On Tour Students, friends and family. Discussions of all things, Theatre, Film, Radio, Television and Music.
Tuesday, July 05, 2011
The blog is back
It has only been 4 years since the last entry. Just sayin. Anyhow, here we go again. A redesign and first post is a new poem that I wrote while watching a documentary on New York. The Coney Island section was the influence of the observation.I'm hopingbthis can be another new use for my iPod. Enjoy!
Monday, July 04, 2011
Never Changing Summer
Never changing Summer-
Summer by the sea,
it never changes-
look at the pictures 1890's, 1910, 1930's, 1960's etc now
Coney Island, Jersey Shore, Santa Monica, Malibu, Honolulu, Cannes, Saint Tropez, Cote d'Or, Amalfi Coast, Miami Beach, Big Sur, Cabo etc any beach
All the same, after a point all men in trunks or speedos, only the women's wear changes much
On the coast
At the beach
Down the shore
Sur la plage
Sur la mer
Salt air, hot sand
Cool water, wet sand for your toes to grab in the receding waves
Waves, wavelets, big crashing ones, little lapping ones
Cool breezes, hot sun
Coppertone, Bain de soleil, coconut fragrance, nothing like it
Bodies in the water, the same now as before
Couples cavorting, friends communing with the waves and each other
Singles in isolation playing and splashing-children, teens, adults, everybody.
Splish,
Splash,
Swim!
Ah summer.
Summer by the sea,
it never changes-
look at the pictures 1890's, 1910, 1930's, 1960's etc now
Coney Island, Jersey Shore, Santa Monica, Malibu, Honolulu, Cannes, Saint Tropez, Cote d'Or, Amalfi Coast, Miami Beach, Big Sur, Cabo etc any beach
All the same, after a point all men in trunks or speedos, only the women's wear changes much
On the coast
At the beach
Down the shore
Sur la plage
Sur la mer
Salt air, hot sand
Cool water, wet sand for your toes to grab in the receding waves
Waves, wavelets, big crashing ones, little lapping ones
Cool breezes, hot sun
Coppertone, Bain de soleil, coconut fragrance, nothing like it
Bodies in the water, the same now as before
Couples cavorting, friends communing with the waves and each other
Singles in isolation playing and splashing-children, teens, adults, everybody.
Splish,
Splash,
Swim!
Ah summer.
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