Friday, April 02, 2010
What does this mean?
Wrote a poem just now. Not sure what it means. Have a go:
Greedy clouds consume the sun
To the off-key singing of children
With grass-stained knees
(Bless them, their hearts are really in it!)
Glass-stained children sing down the sun
Whose light grasps feebly at the treetops
And slips away.
The children laugh and roll in the grass.
They start a new song--
The noise of construction (a new motorway)
Lays down their backing track.
The grass is slick,
Children muddy.
The sun will not come out again today.
Have spent the last few days (Tues-Thurs) visiting friends in Stirling and Falkirk, which was fun. Scotland really is small...it was nice not to cook for myself for a wee bit, and good to get a change of scenery, though really I didn't do anything terribly differently from what I would've done at St Andrews. I'm back in town now, and it's pretty dead, but that's good for my productivity at least.
I've watched all of the episodes of Glee that are avaliable so far. An intelligent High School Musical formula knock-off, it poses some great dicey situations and characters you love to hate and then are conflicted about (everyone gets sympathetic and dicey moments) while maintaining a really strong message about self-acceptance and -expression. And fully choreographed musical numbers, of course. And even here, the minority characters are token stereotypes (which one epsiode comes dangerously close to realising, but keeps it in the safe realm of parody). It's been a good distraction.
Also further thinking and planning around Romeo and Juliet for next year. We are looking at all sorts of funding and talking about turning it into a week-long event with a couple of shows (NOT all directed by me, whew) and various lectures/readings/workshops and things around a general Shakespeare theme, which would be a blast (also, a huge pain in the ass to organise...but worth it). More on that to come.
Greedy clouds consume the sun
To the off-key singing of children
With grass-stained knees
(Bless them, their hearts are really in it!)
Glass-stained children sing down the sun
Whose light grasps feebly at the treetops
And slips away.
The children laugh and roll in the grass.
They start a new song--
The noise of construction (a new motorway)
Lays down their backing track.
The grass is slick,
Children muddy.
The sun will not come out again today.
Have spent the last few days (Tues-Thurs) visiting friends in Stirling and Falkirk, which was fun. Scotland really is small...it was nice not to cook for myself for a wee bit, and good to get a change of scenery, though really I didn't do anything terribly differently from what I would've done at St Andrews. I'm back in town now, and it's pretty dead, but that's good for my productivity at least.
I've watched all of the episodes of Glee that are avaliable so far. An intelligent High School Musical formula knock-off, it poses some great dicey situations and characters you love to hate and then are conflicted about (everyone gets sympathetic and dicey moments) while maintaining a really strong message about self-acceptance and -expression. And fully choreographed musical numbers, of course. And even here, the minority characters are token stereotypes (which one epsiode comes dangerously close to realising, but keeps it in the safe realm of parody). It's been a good distraction.
Also further thinking and planning around Romeo and Juliet for next year. We are looking at all sorts of funding and talking about turning it into a week-long event with a couple of shows (NOT all directed by me, whew) and various lectures/readings/workshops and things around a general Shakespeare theme, which would be a blast (also, a huge pain in the ass to organise...but worth it). More on that to come.
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