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His Verse

Robin Williams 7/21/1951 - 8/11/2014
Robin Williams
7/21/1951 – 8/11/2014

Everyone I know is sad today. Robin Williams’ passing is so shocking, so unexpected. But, not really. Not when you consider that he battled for years with addiction and depression. I heard a mental health professional on the news give advice that bears repeating. She said (and I’m paraphrasing,) “Mental illness is so widespread. You never know what someone else is dealing with. So, be kind to one another.”

Robin Williams left behind so many roles we will cherish. My favorite of his movies, as you may know, is Dead Poets Society, (read my previous blog) followed closely by Mrs. Doubtfire. And of the many wonderful quotes, consider this one from Dead Poets Society (or watch in on You Tube). “We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race, and the human race is filled with passion. Medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman: ‘Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring, Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish … — What good amid these, O me, O life? Answer: That you are here — that life exists and identity, That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.’ That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?”

His verse was enormous. And wonderful.

 

 

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Carpe Diem

Ever feel that a movie’s theme is the theme to your whole life? I watched Dead Poets Society again last weekend and it struck a chord deep inside me then, as much as it did in 1989. Then, the passion it stirred up was like that of the student’s in the movie, largely unfulfilled, barely recognized even. Now, I know my desire to write with the same certainty that character Neil Perry feels for his love of acting.

I might have even gotten a tattoo with the words Carpe Diem. Now it feels a bit too cliche — both the phrase and the tattoo itself. I guess I missed that opportunity some years ago. At least I didn’t miss the writing life.

So, I encourage you to “gather ye rosebuds while ye may” if you haven’t already done so. Gather them now, don’t wait. Or in the words of Henry David Thoreau, “…and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. “

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