Sunday, December 25, 2016

Farewell 2016

SO IT'S TIME GET BEHIND THIS STRANGE/HORRIBLE/INEXCUSABLE YEAR AND PUSH IT OVER THE CLIFF - AS A WARNING TO ALL FUTURE YEARS.

     MAY WE BE SAFE FROM FAME,
     MAY WE HOLD OUR FAVORITE SONGS CLOSE TO OUR HEARTS,
     MAY WE BE FREE OF OPPRESSION,
     AND MAY WE ALL, IF THE CHANCE ARISES, BE CLOSE ENOUGH
     TO THAT BASTARD DEATH OR THAT BASTARD TRUMP,
     TO SPIT IN HIS EYE AND KICK HIM IN THE SHIN. . .

AND, MAY WE ALL FIND THAT SPARK IN OURSELVES, THAT 2016 TRIED SO HARD TO EXTINGUISH!

Thursday, March 3, 2016

PAC NW Wingspan

     There are things about living in the Pacific Northwest that catch me by surprise - surprises not found in Southern California, South Texas, New Orleans, etc - like a glimpse of motion.  I looked up from my laptop to catch a glimpse of body and left wing swoop up, across the upper left corner of the living room window and then a thump on the roof.  I love living in a world of eagles.  To see them soar far over head;  perched high above, watching; or coming close to let you know they're here.  I do love being caught by surprise.

Tuesday, March 1, 2016

"Arrival"

     The road was hard, the weather harder. It took a turn or two to find the old farm. He left the motor running and stood from the driver's seat. The last he'd been here, he was certain he would never see the house again. Cold fingers had to coax the key to memory; with a rusty jiggle the lock conceded and he was certain he would never leave. . .

Sunday, January 3, 2016

RIP Vilmos Zsigmond

Sad question to start off the new year...

What is wrong with this world? I know, that's a loaded question these days – I guess I should say, what's wrong with Hollywood? I went on IMDB this afternoon and the top news story was that “The Maus Awakened” had taken yet another billion dollar boffo box office record or something. The second story was the passing of cinematographer Vilmos Zsigmond – the last of the greats reduced to second billing. A passing that should be heralded. McCabe and Mrs. Miller and Heaven's Gate two of the most beautiful westerns ever shot. Not to mention Deliverance, The Deer Hunter, and my first three seconds on screen The Sugarland Express. (I have to add one of my favorite films of the last twenty years, Life as a House.) Hollywood always seem to reduce a career to a footnote in favor of what is filling their coffers at the moment. I called Zsigmond as the last of the greats; as he was the last of my personal top five – Haskell Wexler (who we lost last week), Conrad Hall, Gordon Willis, and John Alonzo. The light and shadows that these men shaped over the passed fifty years was the art I grew up with and their passing is a major loss – fortunately, we have new and fresh eyes like Rachel Morrison and Benji Bakshi joining the ranks of Robert Richardson, Michael Chapman, Roger Deakins, John Seale, and Roger Pratt, et al - to carry on. RIP Vilmos.
Set of The Sugarland Express. Courtesy of ASC.

Saturday, November 14, 2015

When there is nothing else...

"Shadow of Cowardice "

        by

James Patrick Lockett


Each and every day
shadows are cast across our souls
and we must dig deep within ourselves
to recognize the difference 'tween
one man standing
in the way of the light, and
the cowardice, the hatred, that hide
behind the mask of shadow
that creeps across us.

Each and every day
we must bond our souls against
the shadows of cowardice
and call them on out,
to make light of their darkness;
and in standing together, we can defeat
the shadows that threaten to block our light.

Muslims do night hide behind black hoods.
Christians do not hide behind white hoods.
Faith does not hide in the shadows,
hatred does.
Faith lives in the light, all faiths.
Try as you might oh cowar'd shadows,
you cannot block our light.

Monday, October 12, 2015

Wow! My apologies. . .

. . . I just realized that I have failed to post anything at all for 2015.  I would love to it's because I'm successfully writing stories  and brilliant essays for other venues, but that would be a lie.   I  have a number of things to post now that laptop issues have been resolved and will get to them shortly, your patience is always appreciated.

Saturday, December 13, 2014

"Wrappings"

"Wrappings"

by

James Patrick Lockett


I shield myself from the lights and tinsel,

from the greed and falsehood,

from the gift wrapped hatred hidden for

the season;

I hide behind pages of Bukowski, and wait

for my deepest wishes to come true,

and for the rains to end.