David Thewlis
Jul. 22nd, 2003 02:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tarotgalDavid Thewlis. Can you tell I'm really trying to like the guy? heehee
Gary's been terriffic in everything I've seen him in- and with his range in Dracula I don't doubt he'll be a good Sirius. Maybe not who I would have picked, but I think he'll be all right indeed.
Anyway, Thewlis a writer(has a novel pending) and a painter and a muscian on top of being an actor and director(don't most actors try their hand at that nowadays?) And he's a vegetarian, so I gotta give him credit there, too. Good lad! And he wasn't too bad as a likable guy in Island of Dr.Moreau though the movie was so bad I couldn't watch the whole thing. LOL
Two poems that are supposedly his. I like the moon one; it's got some cute humor:
Another Night
We talked all evening about the end of the world
Until it was the end of the evening,
And freezing outside
And we agreed
It had nothing to do with us.
The bus arrived and we said good, and bye, and tried to hug in direct correlation
To the total of our affection to date.
It was very late,
Or very early,
When I put my key in the door.
And I sat in my bed
And looked for lumps on my skin.
And thinking about the end of the world,
I waited for the world to begin.
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Love Poem
Er....
Yes....
The moon was booked to appear in this poem,
But due to stress
and overwork,
Countless appearances in sonnets and haiku,
It's going to be difficult to express how much
I like you.
It's been holding it's breath
And turning blue,
Once in a while.
Smiling for children,
Styling the tide.
Inspiring sex,
And suicide.
A backlog of allusions to deal with.
Feelings to justify.
It's done very well for a lump of white rock,
With a peak time slot in the night sky,
Sharing top billing with it's straight man, the sun, The best double act
in kingdom not come.
Mystified and delighted
With the interest shown
By painters
And writers
And people alone.
But at the last minute NASA phoned
And bumped up the residuals,
So your poem's been postponed.
I'm sorry.
http://www.geocities.com/SoHo/9633/index.html
Gary's been terriffic in everything I've seen him in- and with his range in Dracula I don't doubt he'll be a good Sirius. Maybe not who I would have picked, but I think he'll be all right indeed.
Anyway, Thewlis a writer(has a novel pending) and a painter and a muscian on top of being an actor and director(don't most actors try their hand at that nowadays?) And he's a vegetarian, so I gotta give him credit there, too. Good lad! And he wasn't too bad as a likable guy in Island of Dr.Moreau though the movie was so bad I couldn't watch the whole thing. LOL
Two poems that are supposedly his. I like the moon one; it's got some cute humor:
Another Night
We talked all evening about the end of the world
Until it was the end of the evening,
And freezing outside
And we agreed
It had nothing to do with us.
The bus arrived and we said good, and bye, and tried to hug in direct correlation
To the total of our affection to date.
It was very late,
Or very early,
When I put my key in the door.
And I sat in my bed
And looked for lumps on my skin.
And thinking about the end of the world,
I waited for the world to begin.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Love Poem
Er....
Yes....
The moon was booked to appear in this poem,
But due to stress
and overwork,
Countless appearances in sonnets and haiku,
It's going to be difficult to express how much
I like you.
It's been holding it's breath
And turning blue,
Once in a while.
Smiling for children,
Styling the tide.
Inspiring sex,
And suicide.
A backlog of allusions to deal with.
Feelings to justify.
It's done very well for a lump of white rock,
With a peak time slot in the night sky,
Sharing top billing with it's straight man, the sun, The best double act
in kingdom not come.
Mystified and delighted
With the interest shown
By painters
And writers
And people alone.
But at the last minute NASA phoned
And bumped up the residuals,
So your poem's been postponed.
I'm sorry.
http://www.geocities.com/SoHo/9633/index.html
