Tonight's Poet Corner: My Captain
My Captain by Belinda Roddie You were the icing on my childhood cake, the reminder that I could laugh at nothing and still see the world as beautiful despite its inherit insanity. You named your daughter after a princess, and while you were never typical royalty, you wore comedy like a crown that not many others could snatch from you, the words you waved a vibrant scepter blurring in a golden ribbon of punchlines. You were incredible, and I absolutely took you for granted, everywhere. It was easy to say you were wearing thin on me when in the end, I was merely missing the luster of the gift you gave on the screen and on the stage. Make no mistake, you were one hairy and rambunctious bastard, but you were a bastard who taught me to seize the day, and I would not trust anyone else to deal with Captain Hook, poetry, mental illness, clown noses, living green goo, magic lamps, rainforests, giant pink rhinos, and crossdressing for love as well as you did. So gra