Monthly Archives: July 2006

Six Poems — Four Japanese, Two French

One of the (oh, so many) good things about this blog is that it gives me an excuse the mine the myriad notebooks I’ve filled that have been collecting dust for eons – here’s some poems I originally dug about … Continue reading

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Dag Shames American Authors

I don’t read many contemporary novels that aren’t mysteries or thrillers. To me it’s pretty clear that this isn’t an especially propitious era for art of ANY kind, and the "serious" novel I see seem to be either the same … Continue reading

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Sway — 4th and final part

There was a slight smudge on the window where she’d laid her forehead, distorting the precise lines of the house across the street. She knew exactly what Charlie would have said about where she lived, remembering only too well how … Continue reading

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Untitled (Quotebag)

It doesn’t pay to try All the smart boys know why That doesn’t mean I don’t try I just never know why – Johnny Thunders   I must have talked incessantly about myself, about how I really didn’t want to … Continue reading

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The Moonlight Sonata

Kind of busy today with the art fair (mostly busy suppressing my homicidal urges toward the human herd, I’m afraid) so I’ll burden you with another piece of my juvenilia circa 1975 —   Moonlight Sonata The moonlight stretched like … Continue reading

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The Horse Ring

The Horse Ring   This horse ring’s a round we can’t help repeating A mount as old as you and me A lying understanding on the hillside A spur to do just what we shouldn’t do As broken as the … Continue reading

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SWAY — Part Three

Stop yer sobbin’! It’s   SWAY (PART THREE)   She’d been in a lot of classes with Charlie that first year and had been intrigued by him from the start, even though he was so firmly outside her quickly drawn … Continue reading

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Plausibly Divine Fragments

Plausibly Divine Fragments   Four and three and two and one When I’m on the mike the suckers run – The Beastie Boys   I Flashed With Passing Colors   We step and do not step into the same rivers, … Continue reading

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A Letter to Ms. Mary Helen Joyce

(This a really old one and not really that good BUT I thought the estimable titular lady deserved to have something come up if you googled her name. Then as now the role of friend was played by Gregory D. … Continue reading

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Thrill Crazy: Quotebag: Wisdom of the great books

In one corner, standing on a rough stage, a poet, his hair as wooly as a Brillo pad, his pocked nose jutting beyond the sagebrush of his beard, held a few sheets of notepaper on a level with his eyes. … Continue reading

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