Sunset Boulevard Poem by John F. McCullagh

Sunset Boulevard



"When I was one and twenty, I partied every night
and still was ready for my close-up in the early morning light.
By the time I hit my thirties this girl stayed in every night.
With the proper rest and makeup I could still get parts all right.
Now that I've turned forty I've abandoned film for the stage.
(The poetry of youth decays into prose by middle age.)
On the boards I can play younger. In the right light I still get by,
But my film career is over because
The camera doesn't lie."

Wednesday, August 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: theatre
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An aging Ingénue realizes that she is no longer ready for her close up.
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