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Obviously, this is not a picture of a poet or poets. It is a mountain. Pioneer Peak to be precise. And I am driving to Anchorage to see a play, Time Immemorial. I have been wanting to see this play, but tonight would be my last chance.
Trouble was, if I took the time to drive to Anchorage to see it, I did not see anyway that I could get everything done that I needed to do before I left for Barrow on the Sunday afternoon flight - let alone put my poets post up.
Yet... I wanted to see the play... I reasoned that, in a way, going to it would be like going to Barrow tonight, but not just for tonight, but for the whole of time, since that is what time immemorial is. So I decided to postpone my trip to Barrow until Monday and go.
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And this is Marv Young, who put on an impromptu piano performance during the intermission. And now I really must go to bed. I haven't time to introduce you to the playwright-actors, so I put them in the queue for a later post, along with the poets.
But I will say this... if you haven't seen this play and you are anywhere near Anchorage, GO!
It is brilliant! Not merely good; excellent does not go far enough as a descriptor.
It is BRILLIANT! POWERFUL! And one of the actors and playwrights and her preacher mother used to share the other half of a quonset hut with me just north of Barrow, at NARL.
I still consider her my neighbor. She made me very proud.
I will introduce her, soon - along with her exceptionally talented partner.