A Life of Sundays Add Up To One Thing by Grant Guy

A Life of Sundays Add Up To One Thing

Sundays used to be
The most boring day of the week
Guess what
Sundays still are

Sundays could be salvaged
If Sundays were the laziest day of the week

Blue above snow below on a winter day
The morning sun cutting through the front windows
Mingus in the background
A croissant and a cappuccino
And of course the Sunday New York Times

Nothing against God
Sundays are ruined by churches
Churches could be avoid
And the laziest day rescued

Today Sundays
Are murdered by social media
With your lover beside you in the bed on her android
Scrolling the overnight posts

Sundays used to be
The most boring day of the week
Guess what
Sundays still are

My origins in art derive from theatre. Theatre is a story telling medium of the human condition. It may be hyper realism or absurd but it is of stories of the human experience. As my career moved from playwriting to prose and poetry I remain committed to the human experience.From the front jacket of the collection of short stores The Naked City by Sterling Silliphant – where a crime of violence and an act of infinite tenderness can occur seconds apart . . . In many respects that is what I am attempting to do with my poems and stories. I am interested in our individual humanity in a harsh and sometimes comical environ. I believe, if there is a god, god is a prankster. How else do we explain genitalia and Donald Trump. Grant Guy is a Winnipeg, Canada, poet, writer and playwright. Former artistic director of Adhere + Deny. His writings have been published in Canada, the United States, Wales, India and England. He has three books published. He was the 2004 recipient of the MAC’s 2004 Award of Distinction and the 2017 recipient of the WAC’s Making A Difference Award.

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