Remembering 2007

When I went to the film and saw all the black-and-white feelings that nobody felt,
And heard the audience sighing and sobbing with all the emotions they none of them felt,
And saw them cuddling with rising passions they none of them for a moment felt,
And caught them moaning from close-up kisses, black-and-white kisses that could not be felt,
It was like being in heaven, which I am sure has a white atmosphere
Upon which shadows of people, pure personalities
Are cast in black and white, and move
In flat ecstasy, supremely unfelt
And heavenly.

D.H. Lawrence

So many have passed this year.  Like Lawrence, I marvel at how much the simplest image affects opinion and emotion.  It all seems so very real - yet it isn't.  Still - I will miss the beauty of Deborah Kerr, Mala Powers brown eyes so swimming with emotion and Miyoshi Umeki's tiny silver laugh.  There is comfort in that darkness - an intimacy born of two parts imagination and one part yearning for what never can be.
 
Godspeed

crossposted at The Fat Lady Sings and My Left Wing