Here's a poem that Gay American poet, Hart Crane, wrote after seeing the Hollywood movie Charlie Chaplin's "The Kid," a film that moved him so much he felt like a "kitten crying in the wilderness." I love "The Kid!" That's how I felt watching "La La Land" for the fourth time with Mike. The faded glory of Hollywood history, the glimmering hope for struggling artists, the joyous score with a hint of melancholy, the references to classics that not many get anymore, the fulfillment of a dream, and yet the loss of a love is the greatest sacrifice for success. I love this poem, and film. Here it is :
Poem By Hart Crane
We make our meek adjustments,
Contented with such random consolations
As the wind deposits
In slithered and too ample pockets.
For we can still love the world, who find
A famished kitten on the step, and know
Recesses for it from the fury of the street,
Or warm torn elbow coverts.
We will sidestep, and to the final smirk
Dally the doom of that inevitable thumb
That slowly chafes its puckered index toward us,
Facing the dull squint with what innocence
And what surprise!
And yet these fine collapses are not lies
More than the pirouettes of any pliant cane;
Our obsequies are, in a way, no enterprise.
We can evade you, and all else but the heart:
What blame to us if the heart live on.
The game enforces smirks; but we have seen
The moon in lonely alleys make
A grail of laughter of an empty ash can,
And through all sound of gaiety and quest
Have heard a kitten in the wilderness.
Hart Crane, “Chaplinesque” from Complete Poems of Hart Crane, edited by Marc Simon. Copyright © 1933, 1958, 1966 by Liveright Publishing Corporation.
Peace, Love, Jazz Standards, and Best Wishes, Ruben and Mike.
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