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Tuesday, June 2, 2020

June 2, 2020

|| booth, decay, unwise, lagoon, he bawled.  ||
Image from the Internet.

The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed!
Do not explicitly reveal any of the actual answer words until after closing time, but embedding them surreptitiously in comment sentences is encouraged.

13 comments:

Ol' Man Keith said...

"Hey, Jack!" she called, "who left all this #+% hair in the *#%! sink!?"
~ OMK

Wilbur Charles said...

Well, given the obvious riddle-solution second word and the easy J's I balked before I grok'ed the spelling. Sniff, sniff.

I may take a crack at a poem. If y'all can put up with some awful stuff before I get the hang of it. Or...

We could have a four way contest.

WC

Sandyanon said...

Sitting by the lagoon on a soft summer eve
I wept as I thought of the man I would leave.
No, wept is too fine a word for my state;
I bawled my eyes out as I thought of my fate.
How could our link, which started so strong
Have decayed past all hope, have

Sandyanon said...

turned all so wrong?
It was unwise, I know, to love a man long gone.
But, Edwin Booth, your spirit for me will live on!

Sandyanon said...

See, she's a fool for long-dead actors. She may move on to John Barrymore next.

Misty said...

A great morning for me--I got the crossword puzzle perfectly, then the Sudoku, the Kenken, and Voila! the Jumble! Had to work a little to get the third word, but it helped that the solution started with HE. Then came the second word, which just cracked me up. Very clever, funny cartoon and caption.

Ol'Man Keith verified the solution, Wilbur checked in, and then the big Tuesday surprise: a Sandyanon poem! Woohoo! I immediately looked up EDWIN BOOTH (never heard of him) and discovered he died in 1893--so that's why I never heard of him. Then Sandy confirmed that he was a "long-dead" actor. So how do you know him, Sandy? Anyway, thanks for making this a fun Jumble morning.

Wilbur Charles said...

Sandy, bravo. Un tour de force. Brilliant.

Edwin was the once more famous brother of a certain John Wilkes Booth. Remember him, Misty?

Another thespian is sure to check in and give us the definitive account.

Congratulations Sandy, Bilbo says he's proud to know you.

WC

Sandyanon said...

Wilbur, I am exceedingly proud to know Bilbo. Adventurer sine qua non!

Ol' Man Keith said...

Some write verses slowly,
And some write 'em faster.
Now Sandy joins the contest--
Surely not a poetaster!
~ OMK

Ol' Man Keith said...

An unexpected, but happily rec'd contribution from our Sandy!
And a fine job too!
Thank you for sharing it with us.

Good ol' Edwin BOOTH, my favorite among actors we know but cannot see. (His portrait adorns my vanity wall behind my FaceTime imagery.) He was the first American actor to achieve real international fame.
He came from a family of Shakespearean actors, his father being the well-respected Junius Brutus BOOTH, and his flashy kid brother being...well, you know who.
I will always associate Edwin with Richard Burton because of the movie Prince of Players (1955). Burton played BOOTH in the film which I saw as a kid.
I remember the vivacity of the young Burton in the part, and especially the gravitas he showed in BOOTH's most famous turn as Hamlet.
After Johnnie killed Lincoln, the film ends on a scene in which BOOTH/Burton enters to a hostile theater crowd and just sits silently in a Hamlet chair, letting the audience shout their curses and throw things at him.
A great lesson BTW in letting a protest mob work it out of their systems.

Sandy, you picked a fine model for your forlorn affair.
~ OMK

Ol' Man Keith said...

Meanwhile, keeping a lookout for our champion,
Owen y Mowren....
~ OMK
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Misty said...

Wow! I do remember John Wilkes Booth, Wilbur. And thank you for the fascinating story, Ol'Man Keith.

And thank you again for your terrific poem, Sandyanon!

Wilbur Charles said...

From the decaying swamp known as the Black Lagoon
Came a fell creature like out of the Saturday toons
Only one man could stop it I tell you forsooth
Clark Kent's the man, if he could but find a phone booth
He baldly declared "I'll cut you down to size"
But battling a gassy swamp thing is often unwise
Emitting a belch of the swamp vapor of death
He left the caped crusader gasping for breath
All seemed lost, our hero couldn't take anymore
When a bolt from the sky fell - the hammer of Thor.

WC