Spalding Gray Poem by Percy Dovetonsils

Spalding Gray

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Every other time
I drowned
I lived
to tell
the tale.

This time
I leave
the telling
to you.

I consider
this
an end
in itself.

You may say
I'm
overcome
with despair
and dive
into
thin air.

You may say
I give
of myself
too freely
too nakedly.

You may say
I stripmine
my life
and let the topsoil
erode.

You may say
this slag
is all that's
left
of my heart.

You may say
I welcome
the blackness
beneath me.

You may say
this
final dive
is my
swan dive.

You may say
I enter
the water
with scarcely
a splash.

You may say
I leave
my last
act
to your
imagination.

My striptease
in darkness
is done.
Tell it
how you will.

Saturday, January 29, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: monologue,suicide
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Gray killed himself in Jan 2004 by throwing himself off the side of the Staten Island Ferry.

Journalist and author Roger Rosenblatt, described Gray as

Spalding the storyteller... Spalding the mystical. Spalding the hilarious. Spalding the self-exposed, the professionally puzzled, the scared, the brave. Spalding the supporting actor. That's what he was in the movies. But as a writer and a stage performer, he changed the idea of what a supporting actor is. He supported us... He played our part... We tacitly elect a few to be the chief tellers of our tales. Spalding was one of the elected. The specialty of his storytelling was the search for a sorrow that could be alchemized into a myth. He went for the misery sufficiently deep to create a story that makes us laugh... In so doing, he invented a form, a very rare thing among artists. Some called it the 'epic monologue' because first it was spoken and then it was written, like the old epics, and because it consisted of great and important themes drawn from the hero's life...And the one true heroic element in his makeup was the willingness to be open, rapidly open, about his confusions, his frailties."
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