Symbols of sentiments: words

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Symbols of sentiments: words

I haven’t written a blog here in a while because I’ve been busy with client work and film reviews. On Friday the 16th, I had tickets booked for a play in The Gate Theatre, and I have to admit, it was awful. It’s not that the acting was bad, but the production as a whole was not enjoyable. The play was called Look Back in Anger and it was set in 1950s England and was primarily about the relationship between Jimmy and the people in his life. All of whom he treats appallingly.


I had also gotten tickets to see Emmet Kirwan perform at Late at the Gate, and that wasn’t happening until after the play ended. It was worth the wait. I would have paid more to see Kirwan. I sat, throughout the entire time he was on stage, in awe. I don’t remember breathing, feeling like time moved, nothing. I was transfixed by his performance, but, more so, the sentiments contained within his words.

Kirwan’s words are a testament to how moving and powerful words can be. I can’t deny that I’m not biased about the power of the written word, but seeing Kirwan perform about society has stuck with me. I’m unable to shake the raw emotion I felt. Kirwan just stood on the stage, on his own, reciting the words that he painstakingly wrote.

I spend my life looking at words. On the screen, on the page, on bus shelters. I look for words and at words and to words. They are all around us. The problem is, they’re not all useful. Not all words are words that have true meaning, that say anything much, that are worth reading or listening to. The other issue is that when they are bad or poorly composed, they can stick with us for the wrong reasons.

It’s actually most often the case that the poorly composed words are the ones we remember, because we remember how they made us feel. I work to try to ensure that everything I write is composed in such a way that the sentiments are clear. I want people to enjoy words the way I enjoy words. Kirwan made me realise how much I miss making powerful words for myself, how important they are, how they can instil joy or misery, bring you to tears and ultimately make you feel in such a way that you want more.

There’s been so much more happening, too, but I won’t write more words now.

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