Lady Byrd Creations

The first time I read BEG NO PARDON, I could not put it down.  Even after having read this book of poems from cover to cover several times, it is impossible for me to read just one poem.  One of my favorite poems is The Unworshipped Woman and my favorite line of that poem is the last line "...But        her one good eye      it flash --".

Read it several times, seen it twice.  It has so many favorite moments and lines in it -- "...baying at the moon and earth..."  This play is very intriguing.  The juxtaposing of images evoked from the words and characters make this piece multi-leveled and full.

The only play I have seen in New York City (off Broadway).  I was so afraid I was going to scream out in the audience; it took every bit of energy to hold it in.  The walk through Times Square to catch my bus back to my hotel was surreal...

Watching the little girl in the red coat and the moment the truck drove past with her on it...  To say I cried was an understatement; I screamed uncontrollably as the credits rolled. There was a couple who stopped and stood nearby until I was okay.  "Just let her cry," they told my friend, "just let her cry".  I have never in my life been affected by a movie like that before. 

Oh the talent... http://www.npr.org/series/tiny-desk-concerts/.