Pages tagged with 1958

The article speaks about the dominance of Dilip Kumar, Raj Kapoor, Vaijayantimala in the biggest bollywood hit films of 1958.
speaking to creativity~relative to diminished capacity~specifically sight & sound~one is afforded a unique opportunity~to see & hear perceptively what others don't~of necessity to make it a bit of one’s own~speaking to survival~relative to the above noted diminished capacities~one ...
~that way-down place where fear is born~a parasite gnawing at your bowels~places to go & things to do~behaviors to learn & practice~whether you like it or not poor boy~you tough it out with the other prisoners~but guards teachers administrators~big shots all they demand respect~in the...
~I believed in angels when I was a boy~male angels & female angels~in the flesh with wings of kindness~nice folks who did a lot of suffering on their own~none of the angels I met could save me~they were tragic & could barely save themselves~what they did is save me from myself~taught ...
~Jackie took stuff from people~Daddy accused him of being a born thief~I don’t believe any of us are a born anything~you get your ass kicked enough~go hungry suffer forget about hope~or never learn it in the first place~that’s what you are if you manage to stay alive~let somebody...
~thirty years later~I took a friend looking for ‘gone fishing’~a song by bing crosby~the man’s dad had died~he wanted to play the song at his funeral~went to have a drink at the bar~sat there with his motorcycle friends~they took us outside & made a human circle~around us & told...
~punishment for getting caught~rarely equals the value of booty~jackie never seemed to get that~I suppose the joy of the score~getting’ over on ‘em once in a while~that made it all worth it to him~like setting things on fire~just to watch ‘em burn~you got the inside information~...
~never have had much use for cops~judges badges guns & lawyer types~they throw you out~kick you when you’re down~try to get that protect & serve thing~with your wrists manacled~sittin’ in the back seat with no door handles~right is always on their side~all consideration as to who ...
ain’t got no place to go~I’m just a ten-year-old kid~wondering about stabbing myself in the bellybutton~like those Chinese ninja guys~I lie about god~I ain’t saved~poor folk don’t get saved~they get used~back stabbed~double crossed~I understand kids that kill their parents~kid...
~a twenty dollar bill~mirrored accomplice~brittle victory~pick ‘em up & lay ‘em down~running away~gimme a smoke & a double shot~give the kid a coke~walking back~I am a western man~a badass smokin’ gun~we gotta get outa here~find some money~a cannon~twenty dollar bill~learn ‘em...
~take a sneak peek~poke your eyes around the corner~ice picks & thumb screws~devil gonna getcha boy~bleeding marble eyes~c’mon be a witness~ya got trust issues man~better deal with that~what the hell’s the matter with you~sucker punch~
~is there anyone hasn’t been embarrassed by parents~made to wish they were somewhere else~someone else anyone else~things you laugh about when you grow up~talk to them about until they’re gone~then miss them every time you think about it~you realize at times they were killing them...
~I remember the poor man laughing~the fat lady singing~a blind man dancing~a one-legged woman playing violin~the kid in the tenement with the dirty eye~shot by a bb gun~pupil dripping away~good & bad~we were like that~we are like that~
~we were aware we were white trash~that being white trash was not a good thing~we weren’t insulted by being told so~it’s all we had ever heard~& so it was but we were hungry~desperate to be alive~certainly not good enough~damned sure angry soon enough~my brother & me~
~poor folks consider doing things others can’t imagine~Momma thought about selling Lily~so she might have a better future~a random chance at normality~whatever that is~my brothers & I met some colored folk~they believed they could talk to god & so did we~they encouraged me to sing~
~my maternal grandfather had a heart attack~died in the driveway~laying on the cement underneath his truck~his father stood on a chair he set on the table~tied a stout rope to the chandelier then around his throat~he pulled his pistol out of his back pocket~blew his brains out & was d...
~out there in the driveway~behind the house~we were taught to be men of a separate stripe~stroking & stripping~killing & skinning~learning the heartbeat~when to direct it to stop~to deliver sweet meat to the table~but it don’t stop damn it~damn it~it just don’t stop~
~I was Alley Oop during my eighth summer~designated so by the Queen of Sheba~we were lord & lady of the lilac tunnels of Montana~a magical realm beyond anything I had experienced in my young life~the scent of lilacs~any reference to Shirley Temple~spirit me back there~it is the best I...
~a life too full of maybes~dirt fights & wars~tv monster pretty boys~babysitter doin’ her boyfriend~butt bouncing on the door~lady with sugar tomatoes~frog legs~bloody hatchet on the floorboard~stabbed between the eyes~first time I took note of lightning~the fear/rage dynamic~it’s...
~we just have to make it through the night~sleep won’t come~safe in our cocoon~peeking through night holes~feathers on the wind~a shrewd awareness~back your ass up white boy~maybe live through the night~
~we are gypsies on the road~we are unaware of that~when the truck breaks & the chicken runs out~what we gonna do~the bad man comes~daddy puts a hatchet in my hand~tells me not to worry~just go to sleep~the hatchet’s just in case~
~the snake is a train & the snake is long~a thousand miles long~it gobbles us up~carries us like eggs in its belly~denver to saint louis~too far the monster~& a new monster appears~
~I wrote the book~edited the book~queried the book~published the book~gave away copies for reviews~full circle momma~like our lives~I’m giving it away again~I can hear your voice momma~what the hell you think you’re doin’ boy~spittin’ in the wind~you make me laugh~I miss that ...
On a camping weekend, standing knee-deep in the river, enjoying a moment’s respite from the sweltering heat of summer, the boy asked his father, “Where do our legs go when we stand in the water?” Father took his hand, thought for a moment. “I don’t know, son. But the rive...
Memories are shadows of the past that play within our minds, sweeter and dearer than reality, at the darkest times in our lives....
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