(Photo credit BBC)
Tribute to Meryl Streep
It's easy to get caught up in the glitter and fanciness that is Hollywood
Seems all some care about is bling and fancy shit
When I am discouraged by award show madness
Focused on weight and height
Breasts, beards, bronze, or light
Designers, jewels, and the secret society rules --
who won't attend because they are off gallivanting again
Taking a stand against the Industry man
(who pays their bills, but won't share a table)
There is Meryl Louise Streep
Of course, a stranger
Knows nothing about me, nor I of her,
except for what she has looked like every year of her life since 1979, and
what I read on Wikipedia...
Married to the same man, four kids
a Cancer
Born June 22, 1949 in New Jersey
Vassar, Yale, and an Honorary Doctor of Fine Arts from Princeton U.
Impressive
she reminds me of the art behind the game
the grace
and class
the honing of skills
the pushing of limits
being relevant by being real
She is a woman behind her roles
make up is an addition, not a distraction
she becomes who the part demands she becomes
for her, for them, for us
With her we stroll lanes,
rage down rivers, and
sit anxiously in courtrooms and corridors
she is a bitch, she is a whore,
she is timid, she roars
like lions out of Africa,
she is complex,
she is complicated...
she sounds like all of us
Germany, Switzerland, England, Rhode Island, Pennsylvania,
She has a maternal great-grandmother named Mary Agnes McFadden from Clondahorky, Ireland
Oh to have a conversation with Mary Agnes McFadden!
Perhaps we already have...
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