Monthly Archives: December 2005

Bush rant

While I work on the next section of Hypnagogic Journal I’ve got to vent at (once again) a few stories in the news. The first is the headline something to the effect that the "Justice" Department (and in the Bush … Continue reading

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From A Hypnagogic Journal

There’s always a key with a woman, isn’t there, or rather the conjunction of key and hole (so to speak), that brief window of light, the narrow opportunity to get inside, to get to really know her. In our crowded … Continue reading

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The Bridge

I used to get off the bus a stop early and walk across the Washington Avenue bridge over the Mississippi river every day when I was at the University of Minnesota. There’s a nice pedestrian level on top of the … Continue reading

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Nerval/Rimbaud/Rossetti

I love both Nerval and Rimbaud, but they’re hard to translate simply because they’re so hard to UNDERSTAND. There’s a lot of deeply personal symbolism going on and, especially with Nerval, a lot of esoteric references too. But I believe … Continue reading

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Goodies

Most of the universe is actually made of mysterious, invisible material of totally unknown origin.     — Michio Kahn     …at least I was quite aware that my soul had strayed into dirty back alleys, but that was … Continue reading

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Bushaster

It’s a sad commentary of the sheep-like quality of the American electorate that a few weeks of frantic spinning have improved George Bush’s approval ratings. The problem for King George is that reality will always intrude of his policies which … Continue reading

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THREE HEATHER POEMS

Heather (In the Grass)   A horizontal promise with the grass Hard to keep at the moment But inescapable in the long run Heather knowing Still slides up the fencepost Leaving empty loafers behind She brushes past, already distant Wandering … Continue reading

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Cool to be Cold?

It was eleven degrees (fahrenheit) when I walked in to work today. I guess I’m kind of an epicure, that is if I have a choice I’ll act for my own pleasure, so I wore a big old army coat, … Continue reading

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ASK UBU

Dear UBU,   Is it true that the real Mick Jagger was abducted by aliens and substituted with a counterfeit on the way to the studio for recording "Angie"?  Have you heard this theory before?  Amazing …. what was that, … Continue reading

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The Ambition of the Age

I’ve just read two books — JIM MORRISON: LIFE, DEATH, LEGEND by Stephen Davis (author of HAMMER OF THE GODS one of the best rock’n’roll books ever) and READY, STEADY, GO!: THE SMASHING RISE AND GIDDY FALL OF SWINGING LONDON … Continue reading

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