Your Reputation Precedes You


On the theme of “Reservation,” why not write about one of the greatest social enigmas of all–getting to know a stranger? And what if that stranger just happened to be the world’s most savage literary critic, Edgar Allan Poe? Wallie and I decided to explore the reservations between strangers (and not-quite strangers) meeting for the first time.


There is a superstition amongst players that a performance of Macbeth brings ill luck on the company. We had just given a performance that I remember, when I first met him. It was a poor season and perhaps we knew we were not at our best, but we gave it what we could on tight, empty bellies, breathing cold air through cold noses and making fine gestures with numb hands. The winter was bitter and had worked itself into our bones. But it was not the play nor the weather that troubled us. It was a villain with a pen, Mr. Edgar Allan Poe.

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Welcome New Year — 2018


A Happy New Year from “Wallie’s Wentletrap!”

New Year

We wait upon the next New Year
But we are far from new, my dear;
There is reflection in your gaze
That lingers on the dimming days
Likewise a line that thins your cheek
And marks the weary way of weeks—
The minutes making months and whiles,
The seasons changing changeless miles;
Familiar hand gone somewhat thin
The stubble roughness on your chin—
No resolution you would make
Except for one—and for your sake—

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