doc, simply could not make the trip to the Bronx, then back to Bushwick. Sorry that I had to do this, I really admire what Mike is doing at Bronx Documentary Project, but the first commitment seems to be to the Starr.
So yesterday, slept a little, felt stronger, went out to Bushwick around 7:15, arrived just before show started.
More of the same, theater in a "celebration" mode, much dancing, seemed to dominate the proceedings last night, did not get to read the Dickinson poem that I chose, (maybe this evening, though I doubt it), but did more socializing, a good conversation with Julia (continued, totally by accident on the L train back to the city) about life and commitments, more conversations with Rebecca and a young actress named Lauren, and, Maria, the Bushwick Starr's producer. Lots of energy, a partying vibe all the way, where was Emily? The "guts' of Dickinson? Not really there. Still, feel that I must return to the place tonight (and probably a little exploration this afternoon as well) and let the ritual continue. Tomorrow will (if I am not too tired) probably begin my day at South Fourth, with the football and pizza, and take it from there.
Later today there is a rally to save Libraries at 42nd and 5th Avenue, may go there and give support.
Rest of day unsure..will be continued...
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