A poem by Mark Wittucke

MEMORIES SWEETER THAN THE ORANGE IN YOUR MOUTH



Traced a thought, taut as a thread

the life of a two legged Terran

reveling in the senses past redemption.



Think you now

honestly

what moved you?



Eternal play of youth

then death



and the suffering in between

gurgled worries wept



battered by wrath, then stuffed

headfirst into the pit.



Days at play, the sunlit room

imagination unmanacled, cat’s

engagement after the flicker,

hands wrapped in bobo fur

animate green plastic.

Heroes before the fall.



Life moved by aging, elder then aged,

fearful throughout, moving farther from

your childhood room or the bush where

you hid or the goal to which you ran

thinking you had won.



How’d eternal moments slip into time and

dissolve, suckled into the sun?



How could that presence (alighted

fingers feeding dead frights) disappear

forever into darkness?



It is hard to be human

when the tide pulls out.



5XII2006

Poetic mumbo jumbo

Drowning in the sea of Fate
trying desperately to keep my head above waters
trying not to drown, but not so much as to relieve the struggle

I love the struggle:
The clawing, climbing, clamouring to survive

I see the future...

there will be many tears much sorrow more pain

but there will also be celebration, jubilation, ovations and endless love

I pray for endless love.

rebuttle to mumbo jumbo

Why do I do this?
my life could be so easy if I only allowed it to be.
why drown when i can swim or better yet float.
The waters not that deep but yet i refuse to stand and walk to shore.
Sure I love the struggle:
The clawing, climbing, clamouring to survive
but when is enough enough?

there are many futures i could keep fighting, keep struggling or i could give up. i could lose the fight and drown in my own misery or i could go to shore, buy a house and raise kids from Guatemala or Africa or Utah.

some child that has no future and show them that there might be
because I don't know if i can do it anymore

I've always wanted to change the world but some days i lose hope.

Not hope that there is a potential for change but hope that i possess some key that will unlock that potential. Somewhere along the way, i lost my way.

But I don't want to be lost anymore.

there will be many tears much sorrow more pain

but I pray for endless love? I have always had love and it has always ended. many times I've only discovered that love has entered my life upon its exit.

The only endless love is that for life and the choices i have made in it. Enough with the poetics.

i am a fool but i play the part well.

Stupid stuff....

Goodness gratious it's been a long time!


did a bunch of shows....

Ave. X which was awesome. technically it was just a showcase but was advertised as Off broadway and had an amazing cast. The company Dreamlight is new and who knows what the future holds for them but they got off to a great staert we sold out about a week after opening for the entire run.

After doing Ave X I swore to not do anymore shows that don't pay well that was until Liby Pugh called me aobut an amazing director i had to audition for Kate Marks. A week later we're both doing the Odyssey with Looking Glass theater. I wore stilts and a wig what more can you say.

My summer took quite a turn I came to milwaukee(yes I'm still here)for Gay Pride which was an awesome performance on stilts of course. i then taught for First Stage Theater Academy. while my over all experience was great it wasn't until I left that I realized all I need to learn as a teacher. I think I took out my on frustrations of imperfection on the kids and losty a lot of the joy that an acting class should have. During this time I also ened up meeting someone which is why I'm still here. Life is ridiculous. I can't wit to get back to NYC though. I'm slowly loosing my love of the midwest.