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“Ethos”: A Cinematic Poem Short Film Directed By Jay Worsley (2018)

“Ethos” is a Cinematic Poem Aerial Short Film Featuring Excerpts from “True Love” by Robert Penn Warren and “Song” by Allen Ginsberg Directed By Jay Worsley.

Filmed, Edited and Directed by: Jay Worsley

Music by: Ryan Taubert
Narrated by: Tom O’Bedlam

Filmed in California, Arizona and Oregon.

Ethos Cinematic Poem Aerial Short Film Directed by Jay Worsley 2018

Excerpts from “True Love” by Robert Penn Warren

In silence the heart raves. It utters words
Meaningless, that never had
A meaning. I was ten, skinny, red-headed,

Freckled. In a big black Buick,
Driven by a big grown boy, with a necktie, she sat
In front of the drugstore, sipping something

Through a straw. There is nothing like
Beauty. It stops your heart. It
Thickens your blood. It stops your breath…

Ethos Cinematic Poem Aerial Short Film Directed by Jay Worsley 2018

Excerpts from “Song” by Allen Ginsberg

The weight of the world
is love.
Under the burden
of solitude,
under the burden
of dissatisfaction

the weight,
the weight we carry
is love.

Who can deny?
In dreams
it touches
the body,
in thought
constructs
a miracle,
in imagination
anguishes
till born
in human–
looks out of the heart
burning with purity–
for the burden of life
is love,

Ethos Cinematic Poem Aerial Short Film Directed by Jay Worsley 2018

Website: http://jayworsley.com/

“Waiting Between Worlds”: A Cinematic Poem Short Film Directed By Goran Jovic (2017)

“Waiting Between Worlds” is a Cinematic Poem Short Film Featuring Excerpts from Robert Penn Warren Poem Directed By Goran Jovic.

Filmed and Directed by: Goran Jovic

Waiting Between Worlds Cinematic Poem Short Film Directed by Goran Jovic 2017

Music by:  Zack Hemsey (”Waiting Between Worlds”)
Narrated by: Tom O’Bedlam
Edited by: Josip Boban

Waiting Between Worlds Cinematic Poem Short Film Directed by Goran Jovic 2017

“True Love” by Robert Penn Warren

In silence the heart raves. It utters words
Meaningless, that never had
A meaning. I was ten, skinny, red-headed,

Freckled. In a big black Buick,
Driven by a big grown boy, with a necktie, she sat
In front of the drugstore, sipping something

Through a straw. There is nothing like
Beauty. It stops your heart. It
Thickens your blood. It stops your breath. It

Makes you feel dirty. You need a hot bath.
I leaned against a telephone pole, and watched.
I thought I would die if she saw me.

How could I exist in the same world with that brightness?
Two years later she smiled at me. She
Named my name. I thought I would wake up dead.

Her grown brothers walked with the bent-knee
Swagger of horsemen. They were slick-faced.
Told jokes in the barbershop. Did no work.

Their father was what is called a drunkard.
Whatever he was he stayed on the third floor
Of the big white farmhouse under the maples for twenty-five years.

He never came down. They brought everything up to him.
I did not know what a mortgage was.
His wife was a good, Christian woman, and prayed.

When the daughter got married, the old man came down wearing
An old tail coat, the pleated shirt yellowing.
The sons propped him. I saw the wedding. There were

Engraved invitations, it was so fashionable. I thought
I would cry. I lay in bed that night
And wondered if she would cry when something was done to her.

The mortgage was foreclosed. That last word was whispered.
She never came back. The family
Sort of drifted off. Nobody wears shiny boots like that now.

But I know she is beautiful forever, and lives
In a beautiful house, far away.
She called my name once. I didn’t even know she knew it.

Waiting Between Worlds Cinematic Poem Short Film Directed by Goran Jovic 2017

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