Frenda Benton dumped me for six hours once in 1975 because she said James Taylor was sexy and I said, so what, his music sucks. 2013, turns out we both were wrong. Also, this Nina Simone cover of Leonard Cohen's Suzanne has been in my head since it was put there last night, be in yours.
I received a very Kind email about yesterday's post's title complimenting me on my poetry. Um, no, it wasn't mine. I title each post here with a line from a poem I provide in each post, searched for and found, usually through either Poetry or Poets, chosen usually for the post's theme though if I want a particular poet or poem on a specific day I try to shape the post's theme to the poem. Yesterday I just provided the link instead of typing the poem out because of vanity, I wanted that post bracketed with my root canal, a typed-out poem wouldn't work. I updated yesterday's post with a disclaimer, was going to add the poem where this post's title is from is stolen without the author's or publisher's permission to either steal lines from the poem much less type-out and publish the poem, revolution, motherfuckers, but thank you for the Kind email, but no, I didn't write that there, though I've just written it here. On drone's and Martin Luther King. A little is enough. Flaming Lips song last link title puts in my head. State tube. Survivor's guilt. In advance of a tilted arc. When a homeless person owns a dog. Bad teeth. It's your choice. Alberto Quintero? Silliman's always awesome litlinks. Beckett, for those of you who do. The back of the shelf. Schuyler, Ashbery. Absolutely horrifying news. Don Cherry. Xenakis.
URGENT TELEGRAM TO JEAN-MICHEL BASQUIAT
HAVENT HEARD FROM YOU IN AGES STOP LOVE YOUR LATEST SHOW STOP THIS NO PHONE STUFF IS FOR BIRDS LIKE YOU STOP ONCE SHOUTED UP FROM STREET ONLY RAIN AND YOUR ASSISTANT ANSWERED STOP DO YOU STILL SLEEP LATE STOP DOES YOUR PAINT STILL COVER DOORS STOP FOUND A SAMO TAG COPYRIGHT HIGH ABOVE A STAIR STOP NOT SURE HOW YOU REACHED STOP YOU ALWAYS WERE A CLIMBER STOP COME DOWN SOME DAY AND SEE US AGAIN END
Wow. Hadn't encountered that Don Cherry film, before. Thanks!ReplyDelete
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