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Humanity

She came to know him through the brushwork of fingers– Light, the common touch.   (Image of Charlie Chaplin meeting Helen Keller)  

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Three Cheers for Charlie

Happy birthday (April 16th), Charles Spencer Chaplin! Slapstick’s trinity, a monotheistic gag– Salvation’s last laugh.   The Great Dictator? Charlie, in jest, plants his foot– no ass too big.   Winter, starving clown, no disciples to be found– this, the … Continue reading

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Granny and Chaplin

  (Today is my grandmother May’s birthday, May-Day in my heart. Tomorrow is Sir Charlie Chaplin’s birthday, Fool’s-Play-Day in my heart. And so, in honor of these two wonderful and loving spirits) In times of hardship and heartache my grandmother … Continue reading

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Chaplin, Keaton

Men, who took the fall, to keep the world in stitches– Clowning achievement.   (Film still from Limelight, the only film in which Chaplin and Keaton appeared together).    

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When Helen Met Charlie

Clown’s soft, open face, Braille for tender reception– found in translation.

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Tub

A dream-life, deferred, porcelain tub, no razors– still waters run deep.

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Tatters

Tatters in half-light, the poor heart’s lonely hunting– shreds of pure love, sown.  

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Flower

As the tension mounts, hope, in a single flower– loves me, loves me not?

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Modern Times

The Great Dictator? Charlie, in jest, plants his foot– no ass too big.

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Last Supper

Winter, starving clown, no disciples to be found– this, the Last Supper?

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