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It happened in a darkened room where many strangers sat nearby.
The ceiling was a field of stars, an image of the Fall night sky.
along the walls, in bas-relief, minarets of a Moroccan town.
I crunched my Popcorn and slurped my Coke, impatient for it to begin.
Now all grow quiet as we gazed in wonder at the

Technicolor

Storybook of dreams

John F. McCullagh

Friday, February 2, 2018

Topic(s) of this poem: movie

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age 5, taking in my first movie at the RKO Kieth's in Flushing New York. It seemed to me then to be a palace but the years since have not been kind to the building which is in severe disrepair

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Judith Blatherwick 02 February 2018

I also remember when going to the movies was like visiting a wonderland. I enjoyed reading the wonder in childhood in this poem.

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