Blame It On Barrymore

Poetry from the Before Times…

When I resigned from corporate news a decade ago, I began the process of healing my heart by filling it with art. I was writing screenplays at the time, so I began immersing myself in the Golden Age of Cinema. I gave myself a PhD in film history on a portable Sony DVD blu-ray player, under the tutelage of a stage actor who moonlighted in Amoeba’s film s…