Bogen Today and Tomorrow (My World and Welcome to It 33)

So much has happened since ‘ere I have blogged. For one, the world lost Gene Wilder. Why does this matter? you ask. Well, it matters a lot to me because he saved my life once when I thought there was no reason to live. That is it in a nutshell. I wrote a prose poem performance piece entitled Gene Wilder Saved My Life (Woman Tells All) that can be found — if you are interested — in my book, Psychosis in the Produce Department: New and Selected Poems, 1975-2015. Of course, he did not literally knock a revolver out of my hand, pull me from a burning building or sacrifice himself on my behalf. But he had this thing, this kindness and wisdom in his eyes, something wild and brilliant and truly, I loved him.

Someone once said that intelligence is the ultimate aphrodisiac. I would take it further: I would say that creativity is the ultimate aphrodisiac (with an intelligence chaser). So write on, create on, be brave and be wild. Become your own Gene Wilder. Your own Leo Bloom or Willy Wonka. And start that revolution. But not without me.

2 thoughts on “Bogen Today and Tomorrow (My World and Welcome to It 33)

  1. I, too, loved Gene Wilder. He had a palpable sweetness, innocence, and a bit of the devil in all the characters he played. I loved his movies with Richard Prior. They were brothers from another Mother and different zip codes.

    I hope you keep writing. Your talent is off the chart!

  2. That is very sweet of you to say. I hope you are correct. It broke my heart when Gene Wilder died last year. It seems like just too many folks went over to the other side in 2016. I hope this finds you (and family) in good health. Please excuse my tardiness in getting back to you. I had been offline since September — but I have returned to Bogenville now. I don’t know if you have or seen my recent book: Psychosis in the Produce Department but one of the cool things about it is that if you click on one of the 10 poems that have QR codes on them, my voice will come up on your smart phone and read those poems to you. Nifty, eh? Well, this missive is all over the place — wanted to reply before heading off to school. My very best wishes. Laurel Ann

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