April 20, 2008
Regarding the article "Prom need not break the bank" (Personal Finance, April 13): The prom season's once again here, And one thing is certainly clear: While a limo and flowers Will bring pleasure for hours, We'll be paying the bills for a year. Sam McCarver San Juan Capistrano
March 3, 1996 |
Carol Love, an owner of the Whispering Pines Resort where the first Christian Nudist Conference was held, read her poem kicking off the gathering: Here we are sitting together in the nude. Some folks in society would exclaim to us, how rude! But we know we're all good people, we came to praise the Lord. So let's all shout to Jesus and clap our hands of one accord.
October 3, 2004
I was surprised that Mike Boehm's fascinating article about "Alma" (" 'Alma' Is a Muse in Motion," Sept. 26) did not have a sidebar mentioning Tom Lehrer's brilliant song about Alma Mahler Gropius Werfel. Like Joshua Sobol, Mr. Lehrer was struck by Alma's gravitation toward husbands of genius: "Alma, tell us! / All modern women are jealous / You should have a statue in bronze / For bagging Gustav and Walter and Franz." The lyrics and melody are priceless, and you don't have to pay $125 to schlep around a theater for three hours.
May 28, 2005
How very lovely that Mark Swed so enjoyed the pretty and soothing songs based on the works of the great Chilean poet Pablo Neruda, winner of the 1953 Stalin Prize ["Love and Hate, Juxtaposed," May 23]. But, oh, how very unpleasant for Swed that the love poems had to end, whereupon he was forced to endure Shostakovich's Tenth Symphony, which he describes as a "gargantuan hate poem to [Shostakovich's] political nemesis," the late Joseph Stalin. The music "is angry, bitter, tragic." Gee, Mark, why do you think Dmitri was so bummed out?
November 17, 1996
In the wee small hours of the morning, in the still of the night, I thought about you. What'll I do? I couldn't sleep a wink last night. Without a song, I'll never smile again. The song is you. After you've gone, a hundred years from today, how do you keep the music playing? Sunday, Monday or always, day in, day out, there will never be another you. All the things you are? I could write a book. You make me feel so young. Night and day, day by day, I'm getting sentimental over you. You're sensational, too marvelous for words.
November 29, 1996
In response to the excellent article by Charles Perry ("The Wide World of Flat Breads" Sept. 3), I enclose the following poem. Unleavened Heaven Most people like their bread to leaven, But I consider flat bread heaven, The greatest flat bread made of wheat's a Delicious, steaming slice of pizza Whose crust is thick, dark brown and rusty, Not soggy please, it must be crusty, But there are flat breads more exotic, Whose names...
June 18, 2006
JUST as thousands of people have gone through horror stories no different than Nathan Winters' and Victor Salva's, for me "Peaceful Warrior" shows us how to get through it all. I have seen this film three times now, and its message speaks to me and my own life every time I see it. It is a film about transcendence and overcoming the pain, suffering and hell that life presents to each of us. It is this inspiring theme throughout the film that speaks to...