BRAVING STORMS: John Foy on “Point of View”
In late August 2011, the very outer edges of Hurricane Irene were felt in Cape Cod as the storm, by then an extratropical cyclone, moved inland toward Vermont and…
In late August 2011, the very outer edges of Hurricane Irene were felt in Cape Cod as the storm, by then an extratropical cyclone, moved inland toward Vermont and…
“A Refusal to Mourn the Death, by Fire, of a Child in London” – Here, again, a storm of grief, this time over a young girl who…
Here’s a storm that’s internal and emotional. Ben Jonson wrote “On My First Son” in 1603 after the death of his seven-year-old boy, Benjamin. The…
“Storm Fear” has always been one of my favorite early Robert Frost poems. Like “The Seafarer,” it’s an adversity poem that finds the speaker wondering how he’ll manage as the elements…
The theme this month at the Ideasmyth blog is “braving storms.” To address it, I’ll be posting poems that deal in one way or another with…
Barry decides that now would be a good time for us to talk about his vest. It’s two hours to curtain on opening night of “The King and…
When the announcement was made recently that Tony Nominee Norm Lewis was slated…
“Well, I sure do agree you’re in a pickle, there,” says the maddeningly chipper phone receptionist. “But our rental agreement…
For the past five years I’ve been talking about writing a book about my experiences teaching theater in the South Bronx. Again and again over the years, life…
“What does being brave mean to you?” I ask my high school theater students. It’s fall of 2003, my third week of teaching. We’ve been working on…
This March, is all about those bold enough to choose […]
On Tuesday, February 24th, 12 pitch-ers presented the 2-minute versions […]
This March is all about those bold enough to choose […]
This March is all about those bold enough to choose […]
I have children – boys, to be exact. And boys will become men. And men will have jobs (hopefully). (In my family, there’s an established tradition of men who…
It’s amazing to me how many people in New York City eat breakfast at 10 in the morning. I once overheard an elderly lady, muffin and coffee in hand, searching…