To my beautiful, quiet man.
Now you are going to carry this book around and show all these lovely places to me
I love you so much –
I love you madly, you gorgeous wonderful woman.
You will not need to feel lonely, because I will be thinking of you every day.
Being apart is a worldly problem; but remember you are SPIRITUAL!
Loneliness is unnecessary because I will be cogitating, forever, upon you.
All my love, now and always
* 22 February 2014, London *
The brain begins in the eye –
Look at me, Jordan.
Recognize me, keep me in the form of a memorable thought.
To your timeless eyes and the beautiful heart of yours –
to the beauty you never stop noticing.
To the mortal misery
that will never reach or affect us –
Be inspired and brave –
Think of me –
Love me –
Christopher Webb 1983.
I met John Russell Taylor in Hollywood in around 1975. I was introduced to him by John Kobal, who owned the Kobal Collection of film stills. After he’d gone, Kobal referred to him as a faggot. But John Kobal died in 1991, of AIDS.
Just before Kobal’s cremation the organist played “Smoke gets in your Eyes”