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Ode to Rufus Wainwright

Rambunctious, rebellious, raw

Rufus radiates red, Ra

He rouses a robust resonance from deep within

You do not disappoint me

Rufus you rouse the robust resonance from within

You radiate the deep red of Ra

Rambunctious, rebellious, raw

By Janet Jarrell


Side note of inspiration; Greg Hernandez on Meeting Rufus Wainwright...May 1, 2008

"...during his acceptance speech, he said: "An artist's decision to live an authentic life should go hand-in-hand with success. The more honest you are and more willing to share, the more gratifying it will be for your audience."
He also touched on something that I have heard friends of mine express and I to some degree also feel (but much less so after my years of therapy!): "We have to work so hard to be so brilliant and be so fabulous all the time, we often forget that we are damaged and we are hurt. To allow gay people to think everything is fine - it's not."
I love how this man has been true to himself from the very beginning and has such openness and honesty."



In honesty
Janet



Having fun with The NaiSaiKu Challenge


By the way, I love Rufus Wainwright.

Comments

  1. "An artist's decision to live an authentic life should go hand-in-hand with success. The more honest you are and more willing to share, the more gratifying it will be for your audience."

    So true it is!

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  2. Don't know Rufus, but you made a great poem and case for him. Cheers.

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  3. Thank you all for your comments. Ra to Jeeves, I think you related to the best part Printemps, and Marc - check him out. People seem to have a love or hate relationship with him - I like that he breaks the rules honestly.

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  4. Have to find out who he is!

    Your NaiSaiKu as always was a great one!

    Hope things are well,

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