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5. Survive love and loss (part 1)
Elisabeth Kübler-Ross said, “The most beautiful people are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity and an understanding of life … Continue reading
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Tagged Boston, death, loss, memoirs, Memphis, Montaigne, My Life Around Art
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Your Children, Art and Earth Day
Address to the Second Annual Day of Artists in Support of Human Rights Celebrating Earth Day Boston, Massachusetts April 25, 1992 The following speech was intended for delivery at the Second Annual Day of Artists in Support of Human Rights, … Continue reading
Posted in Statements
Tagged Boston, Earth Day, free expression, human rights, speeches
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A Boston Busker’s Tale
I sang a song for sixpence in the streets of Harvard Square Like Tracy Chapman did — I needed food But you need some extravangance to make your money there Most likely, all you’ll earn is attitude I tried it … Continue reading
Posted in Poems
Tagged Boston, daily poems, futility, live music, performance, street musicians
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In Boston
In Boston, where I cut my teeth on the raw meat of delusion, and watched myself in disbelief live penniless out on the street, my college days found conclusion. There on the green line, Brookline bound, I took a job … Continue reading
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Tagged Berklee, Boston, change, college, daily poems, friendship, maturity, responsibility
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