Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, 15 April 2015

HE WILL NOT ANSWER YOU



You can ask Uri Geller about his special powers, he will be delighted to tell you all about them. You can ask him about his charity work, he will happily give you the details. You can ask him about his friendship with Michael Jackson, he will speak eloquently and sincerely on the matter. But if you ask him about his 1974 album, and what the fuck he was thinking, HE WILL NOT ANSWER YOU.

Saturday, 14 December 2013

SHIMMERING WORDS


Yet more Leonard Nimoy poetry about thinking of you, and when he will do it.



Will I think of you?
When I remember how I felt
Safe enough with you
To let you see me cry 


 

From the inside back cover --


'Why this book was written.

To capture amid the whirlpool of life's changes and the onrushing flow of time the eternity of love.

To bridge the painful distance that can separate a lover from his beloved, and fill the aching void of absence with the indestructible reality of love, to create words and images born of love and embodying love in all its wonder and splendour.

That is why this book was written.

It is a book to read. It is a book to share. It is a book to remember always'.

...


Published in 1974, it's interesting that the cover evokes 'Star Trek' twice, despite the fact that the show had been cancelled five years previously*. The following year, Len wrote his first autobiography, calling it 'I Am Not Spock', which perhaps should have come with the subtitle '...except for promotional purposes'.

Twenty years later, he gave in to it and published a second volume called 'I Am Spock'. Make your mind up, mate.

We're already on with looking at his poetry, but it's worth noting that his 'haunting photography' is nothing of the sort, instead being a jumble of poorly reproduced snaps of steps and trees and railway lines and, of course, his lucky wife of the time, Sandi, whom this slim tome is dedicated to.   

*  Nimoy was still voicing Spock in Star Trek: The Animated Series, however.

Sunday, 29 September 2013

IT COULD BE VERSE



As well as being in ‘Star Trek’ and at least one other thing, Leonard Nimoy is also a humanitarian, a musician , a film director and a poet. Given his obvious ability at putting words into roughly even lines, it’s surprising that he isn’t as well known as Alfred Lord Tennyson in literary circles, but then I expect that’s probably a lot to do with snobbery - and taste.

Nimoy’s style is deceptively simple. Actually, it’s just simple – he doesn’t do deception. In strict contrast to his emotionless, logic driven portrayal of robot Dr. Spock, the real Leonard speaks from the heart, then commits it to paper, then publishes it with samples of his own photography. How wonderful it would be if every man could take the time out to express to his latest wife just how much he loves her, and how all the other wives were rubbish.

Here's a hors d'oeuvres of his oeuvre.


YOU FILL ME WITH YOUR LOVE

You fill me
With your love
You fill me

With your caring
You fill me
With your thoughts

You fill me
With your sharing

Now we're filling up. 



It is a little known fact that Unmann-Wittering has a soft spot for Captain & Tennille. There's nothing ironic about it, he genuinely likes their super cheerful Carpenters type music and, because Daryl and Toni are married, there's none of that creepy incestuous vibe to worry about. Here's a clip of Nimoy reciting his wonderful poetry to their musical accompaniment. 

  


Leonard, we love you.