Obamacare After All the Slander

Posted by: Bill Pearlman
Published on April 3rd, 2014 @ 11:11:00 am , using 184 words
Category: Commentary

From a piece by EJ Dionne in Wapo. It seems clear that with 7 million now signed up, the program is on its way to fulfilling some of its potential. The idea that denouncing it is the way for the Republicans to win the political day may be on the wane. It is time for some serious maneuvering by Dems who need to fight back and let it be known the numbers of people benefiting from the ACA. Dionne:

...Given how many times the law’s enemies have said the sky was falling when it wasn’t, will there be tougher interrogation of their next round of apocalyptic predictions? Will their so-called alternatives be analyzed closely to see how many now-insured people would actually lose coverage under the “replacement” plans?

Perhaps more importantly, will we finally be honest about the real argument here: Do we or do we not want to put in the effort and money it takes to guarantee all Americans health insurance? If we do — and we should — let’s get on with doing it the best way we can...

EJ Dionne
Washington Post


Posted by: Bill Pearlman
Published on March 26th, 2014 @ 09:07:00 am , using 126 words
Category: Poetry


No more than once,
just once
more than my blood can endure
more than ever

what you meant to me
what was in your heart
the beach recalls beauty
beauty of liquid,
of bathing in cool water,

of watching the give & take,
the bodies extra wholesome
as was the case in childhood
toe-heads playing mischievously
on edge, mirroring
what we dreamed longingly
all those feeds we came to love,
we came & went

And what of you,
purposeful messenger of always
prescribed & antidoted
presupposed & hurrying
to get just one more fury
into the sexual lunge,
fresh from auxiliary wars,
succumbing to the inherent
mildness of demeanor
every inch wondrous & wired
steadying all our brave days

(Puerto Vallarta, March 2014)


Thoughts on Alzheimers

Posted by: Bill Pearlman
Published on February 23rd, 2014 @ 10:17:00 am , using 368 words
Category: Commentary

I have two friends struggling with Alzheimers or dementia or whatever we can call it. It is a debilitating illness and it makes the caregivers try whatever they can to better the situation. But what is hardest is the loss of the full person one once loved. Both friends Keith and Dick were always alert, intellectually and artistically aware persons who could talk about a whole range of subjects. Keith Keller was a fine painter and teacher of art. One of his paintings is on my wall: 'Storm' which depicts a beautiful but perhaps a bit troubled woman with a storm brewing behind her. It is an image that has meant a lot to me when it hung in Keith's gallery and I asked him if I could have it when he moved to an assisted living facility. My friend Dick Hopkins has been a friend since 1984 when we worked with director Paul Baker on a Preston Jones play, 'The Last Meeting of the Knights of the White Magnolia' in Santa Fe. Dick and I started a theater company in Albuquerque, The Coyote Players, and we spent a lot of time together, often over dinner with his great wife and my dear friend, Lucy Noyes. Now Lucy is his primary caregiver and she has to deal with the loss of the man who was so alive intellectually. Dick has trouble remembering anything of recent years or weeks, and though he comes back to life occasionally, he seems confused and a bit lost most of the time.

Just how this kind of senility has become such a common ailment in our times is somewhat beyond my understanding. I do know there seem to be few solutions from medicine, though no doubt one day there will be therapies that will help. For now, there are assisted-living facilities and the incessant care giving that seems to require so much of both family members and paid helpers. One thinks oftimes that these end-of-life ailments are overwhelming, sad, and then inevitable. But accepting the absence of the person's presence of mind is also disheartening. But we all go on, trying to be of help, trying to stay alert and sane ourselves.

--Bill Pearlman


Posted by: Bill Pearlman
Published on February 1st, 2014 @ 12:04:00 pm , using 144 words
Category: Commentary

Lots of feeling and print about Pete Seeger's passing. He really was a noble soul and kept hope alive for several generations. His work with The Weavers was the start, but seeing him perform was always a joy. He had a marvelous capacity for interweaving song and protest, meaning and a profusion of good feeling. He was a troubadour and a singer/songwriter who captured a whole world of fans. And he took a stand as a lefty who stood up to McCarthyism, and stood for the common man and the struggling peoples of the earth. I remember Bob Creeley talking about meeting him; Pete was a creative giant on the American landscape and a true treasure. That kind of celebrant voice whose presence on the earth rallied so many of us deserves our deepest praise. Salud! Mr. Seeger, and thanks for all the songs.

For Jack Hirschman on His 80th Birthday

Posted by: Bill Pearlman
Published on December 25th, 2013 @ 11:27:00 am , using 128 words
Category: Poetry

For Jack Hirschman on His 80th Birthday

Watched Red Poet this am
such a brilliant passage of images
condensing your destiny
across so much time, life
as you surrendered to it,
as the poems came fast & furious,
as justice went wanting,
and you sang your variable notes,
picked your just compartment of knowing,
the poem the edge of outcry,
the self as system of purge and transform,
the everpresent need that comes alive,
as you read your work, the work
that goes from the down & out
to the vibrant lyrical haul
that keeps you in the center,
in the integral pivot of caring
and the ingredients that sharply arrive
to shape your joy and your commitment
to serve the living circle of humanity

--Bill Pearlman

THE NEW WOMAN by Bill Pearlman

Posted by: Bill Pearlman
Published on December 25th, 2013 @ 10:57:00 am , using 205 words
Category: Poetry

(after reading Francoise Gilot’s Life With Picasso)

That the women knew
The artist knew
the model was fodder for the art
that Picasso or Bergman
or Shakespeare or Fellini
knew who was performing
what deadly serious
rendition of beautiful form —
pure ripeness
or readiness (is all),
one bliss after another

schemes for a variably focused
indulgence in womanly figure
head first
into the fullest musing

O Chaplin before sound!
O Bergman before Liv!
O Picasso before Gilot!
O Fellini before Claudia!
Oh you transmitters
synched to the positive
current that overrides
every hesitation—
against negative strains
these nightly darknesses
scrounging out a living
or keeping cool irresistibly
against such odds,
preambles of notified grief
stasis undermined in song or image
relief from stagnation
a calling however brief
anchored in living beauty


Spoken as clearly as
what comes over us,
you were always here,
under the ballpark,
under the image of profuse woman,
(this Dia de Guadalupe)
now down recorded & recovered
a split figure, worshipped
at high octane, blues
integral & pure Eros,
the new woman conspires
with the enthralled artist
to shape in freedom love
or bliss or the ultimate
manifestation of desire

--Bill Pearlman

(Fiesta de Guadalupe, SMA)

MANDELA by Peter Marin

Posted by: Bill Pearlman
Published on December 9th, 2013 @ 11:57:00 am , using 68 words
Category: Poetry



are men, a few

who remember their names, who have

faces in the mirror, for whom

time stops, allowing them

room to breathe. We need

no words. Nothing suffices.

Let the waves break

silently on the shore

of each solitude, each life

wasted or thrown away.

His heart did not break.

His will was not broken.

This shames us. We

must change our lives.

Peter Marin

Nelson Mandela, 1918-2013

Posted by: Bill Pearlman
Published on December 8th, 2013 @ 10:30:00 am , using 88 words
Category: Commentary

Nelson Mandela was surely an icon for perseverance and the quest for freedom & justice in our time. He must have possessed a strength & dedication that transcends imagining what a leader can accomplish. I suspect there was also a modest & hugely generous force glowing in him. The cruelties of apartheid and a realm in conflict gave way to the triumph of the better angels of our natures, and brought democracy & reconciliation to his country and to the world. He will long be remembered and praised.

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