Friday, July 25, 2008

Quote: Eric Hoffer Poem: Flying

Eric Hoffer said, "When people are free to do as they please, they usually imitate each other."


Rounding the turn
Stood the man on slew edge,
Like an outcropping of duckweed.
His pole an awkward extension
To the water. Not moving
Imitating the traffic around him.
Letting his line feel the current-
Becoming heron.

His transformation or failure
Are not my issues.
I am in motion
And will not see him fly.

Friday, July 18, 2008

Quote: Wendell Berry/ Poem: Tom Delmore

Berry: If you’ve lost the capacity to be outraged by what’s outrageous, you’re dead. Somebody ought to come and haul you off.

Note Fever

It’s all jazz in my head-
Miles, Miles, Miles, sketching
Spain and fusing it to a dream.
Man, its dizzy making my path straight.
Hubbard- who keeps my cupboard in dis-
array. Gershwin moistens my meerschaum pipe
as damp as a clarinets reed.
Coltrane, Coltrane, Coltrane, chugging
in the synapses of my cerebellum, and Basie
getting lacey with his wand.
Its Chet making licks full of love
with voice and metal hum.

All this gives me note fever
and I pray
no cure!

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Quote by Naruda Poem by TA Delmore

Naruda" All paths lead to the same goal: to convey to others what we are."

Car Worries

How do you write a depression
One that sinks lower
Than a jelly fishes underside.
A material depression
That carries a partial guarantee.
As we walk up the steep grade
My little one says: my car
Will never die.