Adieu Merce

A poem marking the final performance of the Merce Cunningham Dance Company, New York City, December 31st 2011. I spent large portions of my childhood with this dance company, from about age three… Read More →

Shame

It has become my belief that the cultural issue which will define my generation, and transform my kids’ generation, is sex. Like the way my parents navigated the transformation of race and gender… Read More →

Gypsypost 3: the run

It was an eventful opening. We needed another week – everyone knew it. And we all understood that the only way BRT could pull this off financially was with two weeks and tech.… Read More →

Quakerism, authority and God.

I am taking a sabbatical from Quaker meetings these days. Part of the reason is that I am in the midst of leaving one meeting which is now too far away for me… Read More →

Gypsypost 2: the space station tech effect

I remember being in shows at the Annenberg Center on the campus of The University of Pennsylvania, back when Philly had several theaters renting space there. That’s how old I am now: I… Read More →