The Range of Robert Pattinson

This is a poem inspired by the two GQ interviews with Robert Pattinson. There’s an art to his madness in captivating the raw emotions of the generational traumas of being misunderstood. The range in his acting is impeccable. 

He clings to the deep adolescence of the Seattle rain. 

The glimmering lights of the fast lane have all but destroyed him. 

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The cold persona of a vampire became his ceiling.

But the glisten of his skin is still bright.

The fangs in his ambitions still devour. 

The moon is full.

There is a favorable anticipation in the eroding of the evergreen trees.


Like a fever, the glorious depictions of a heroic darkness creep at the nape of his neck.

In isolation he grows in his chrysalis;

Aimlessly searching for his feet.  

Is this the eye of the storm by the lighthouse?

The prayer before the altar?

Will this make him immortal?


The moon is waning away now.

The corruption of light is to come. 


The world is a Disturbia right now. 

This role is an archetype that finds glimpses of hope in dark spaces.

He stays by those rooted out bars these days

To fences that are hidden and rusted.

In the face of the night,

The selfish brute of a character who only cultivates a looming depth in violent curiosity lingers to take Robert Pattinson on a 

“Journey to my own hell.”

He remarks. 


The moon is new.

These conditioned thoughts feel absurd;

These societal concepts feel outdated.

This archetype feels like an eliminating thud upon his temple.

Begging, aching, scratching,

for Gotham to be saved. 

Saved by the light of an actor who saw this role as not only a challenge but a monumental movement.

He finds comfort in the complexities of his rarity;

Living in a society that feels so out of touch.

Pattinson reached for the fluorescent light and cultivated a scream of creativity and felt the vulgar realities our culture clings to. 

In his Martini Ali, he felt the sweet fix of adrenaline for change. Adrenaline for impact.

Adrenaline for embrace.

Strike Out,

Writer: Heaven Lanagan

Editor: Jane Dodge

Chattanooga

Read “The Metamorphosis of Robert Pattinson” here

Read “Robert Pattinson: A Dispatch From Isolation” here

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