Evelyn turned twenty, missed her teens, and the subtracting began.
Not all creativity deserves expression. Editing passionate inspiration with the instinct of a formed aesthetic is a necessary filtering of the creative impulse.
Can you believe this is Madonna?
There is no greater gift one can give another than the bloom of their youth in its prime sexual and creative fertility.
by Ken Druce
I have a special place where I go wandering, though now only in my memories. It is in on a hill in Wyoming, right above a lake. Built by the CCC during the depression, it is called “The Castle.” The “CCC” was part of Franklin D. Roosevelt’s attempt during the depression to get people working and it stands for “Civilian Conservation Corps.” Many great national parks and monuments were built during its tenure. My favorite pastime was to take some wood, some meat and my camp coffee pot and spend the afternoon. I was never bothered up there by other people using it. It was my special place and I am glad; I now live 8,000 miles away and the only thing I really miss is my Castle.
by Steve Gaines
July 3, 1954
On my 18th Birthday
A Memorial to an Ill-Spent Youth
It was so long ago
and I seldom bring it back these days
surprised to look at that age of adventure
from this distant couch
unable to recapture that careless attitude…
reluctant to admit the inability I suppose…
but here goes anyway