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March 31, 2009


This isn't the first time Crowe composed an occasional poem. He tried to read a poem of his when he won an BAFTA but they cut to a commercial (and he apparently had a tantrum). Poor Russell, can't catch a break.

I hurl my cell phone
at the snarky concierge
oh no, not again

Viggo Mortensen is quite the writer himself. He did a reading at Antioch University Los Angeles a few years ago.

What interests me most about the poem from Crowe is how he formulated it. I don't really understand how all of it flows together to encompass his "actor of our lifetime" award. But in a way, I still liked it. Maybe it's just that I'm not understanding the piece, but the different quotations within it are an interesting twist.

The collection of quotes (he never said it was a "poem") included part of the Kavanagh poem that was edited out by the BBC at the BAFTA's several years ago. So he got to say it in the end after all.
Good for him.

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I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark

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