MARLON BRANDO STANZA FROM WAITING FOR THE PERFECT WAVE

Marlon Brando, so the story goes, spent weeks on a beach waiting to shoot the perfect wave for the one and only film he directed called "One Eyed Jacks".  He squandered so much studio money that he did not direct again.  Perfectionism or obsession?  Perhaps both.

One-Eyed Jacks (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Brando

A broken Brando cursed to

Stay in an anonymous one eyed Studio Apartment 

Delay, decay, I see no blinded Cylopes here,

He no Greek Hero he an Italian

Stallion or so I hear,

Beware no horses head,

May end up in Don Brando's bed.

Telescoped and cinema-scoped and

All at sea.

"Get out!"

Exclaims the big man exhaling old World curses and cigar breath threats.

"You'll never work in this town Again, For so freely taking liberties."

Time,

Who will prevail with interest,

To those who dare waste her providence,

To those who procrastinate behind Locked doors like a dirty

Family secret,

Fifteen minutes of flame like Cronus,

Bloated on your throne of faded Glory,

A fatter cheque for fathering

A superman,
Is in the post.

Catullus or is it Welles that sends You this telegram, "Brando dear Buddy,

Hail and, Farewell!"

Stephen Evans 2014