My first real boyhood hero was Barbra Streisand.
Honestly, I couldn't have been more than 7 years old.
I guess it's an odd choice for a boy of that silly age.
I first recollect seeing her in black and white.
When a movie she starred in was first televised.
I watched cross-legged, completely transfixed.
I was in absolute awe of her charm, beauty and wit.
I was falling in love with her vivaciousness, her energy,
The movie was about a troubled young woman.
Who was visiting a psychotherapist to quit smoking?
The film was made in 1970 and was aptly called.
On A Clear Day You Can See Forever
I say 'aptly' because as she undergoes hypnosis
She sees herself reliving a tragic Victorian romance.
It's a past life and something I felt a connection with then.
Most childhood heroes go on to disappoint.
They somehow wane and become less current.
But Barbra, she has too many strings to her bow.
And never disappoints. I've noticed how oddly irritated
Others view such people with abundant talents.
Her introduction to me that day was a revelation.
All that followed was also reverently admired.
She was the first-ever woman to receive
The Golden Globe Award for Best Director,
An award no other woman achieved for some 37 years.
And that voice - who has seriously matched it since?
In my humble opinion, none have come close.
As any heroes of outstanding talent, therefore, go?
Streisand was ranked the greatest female Billboard artist of
All-time, and not just pretty and quirky, she's my superstar.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem