MacArthur Park: Lamenting the Loss of Language

Dateline: Caregiver City, Planet Aphasia

"MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark
All the sweet, green icing flowing down...
Someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, no!"

I could throttle that guy---Jimmy Webb----who wrote those lyrics. I've spent so much time in my life trying to solve the mystery of 'who left the cake out in the rain' that I've about worn out my Dick Tracy badge and Nancy Drew books looking for clues. Why did they take
 a cake to the park in the first place? Was it an innocent sweetness for a picnic or a hippie generation, drug-laced concoction? Was the cake a metaphor for crushed love? Did the song writer make a bet with a friend; a hit song about a cake, no problem! Was the song about the Vietnam War and the green frosting meant to be the causalities suffered by our soldiers? Did Jimmy compose that song in a music composition class, like the rumors say, or were the lyrics written in a blur of drugs and alcohol with no meaning what so ever? I want that song dumbed down for me, so I can quit worrying about the damned cake in the park!

Puzzling out the mysteries of MacArthur Park was actually good training for living with my husband's language disorders, aphasia and apraxia. If I hadn't pondered the cake in the rain every time I've heard that song played, would my brain be able to get around something like understanding that "butt fold" translates to "button my shirt?" Would I comprehend that "want piece" is not a request for sex but a man seeking help putting on his shoe? Without MacArthur Park would I know that "Sha-ming!" means Don is doing his happy dance? My hippie era---my search for truth in language---everything in life comes back around again like horses on a carousel. Being a speech affect stroke survivor is like starring in a silent movie and I, the spouse of one, am the organ player sitting in the darkened theater struggling to keep up with the action on the screen.

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I'm not sure how puzzling about the song would help, but I get that you have to understand your husband. I got the link to your article because of my recent article posted as I was thinking about MacArthur Park today: http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/1910166/an_analysis_of_the_song_macarthur_park.html?cat=33

Posted on 07/04/2009 at 1:07:59 PM

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Posted on 04/20/2008 at 10:04:11 AM

I hope you'll check out my blog at: http://fromtheplanetaphasia.blogspot.com/

Posted on 10/07/2007 at 7:10:00 AM

Jean: I am so glad that Don has you, your decoder ring, and shared past, I myself am stroke survivor, but just imagining loosing that communication itself brings me chills.As I have told you many times, you are gifted writer

Posted on 01/15/2007 at 11:01:00 AM

You need to hear the Weird Al version- Jurassic Park is frightning in the dark...

Posted on 01/12/2007 at 4:01:00 PM

You have an amazing outlook, and a true gift for writing. And now I will be pondering that song until I can push it out with strains of VeggieTales...

Posted on 01/12/2007 at 2:01:00 PM

Bravo! You shared the best part of being caregiver to an Aphasic. It !~IS~! like being trapped in the words of MacArthur's Park! Thank God you have your shared past to power that decoder ring! I don't know how many others will "get it" but I'll be chuckling all afternoon. Thanks again for putting life in perspective.

Posted on 01/12/2007 at 1:01:00 PM

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