Beyond the Pale
this one brought a tear-to-my-eye...both of themImagineGrown men playing in streamw rocksfor survivalthen fast forward to tons&tons&tonsofAgent Orange / Napalmthat plover is a Beautyalsorecalls to me a Bird I once knew( a Shrike)
Hey Ed, this is a relief, we missed you -- still somewhat the worse for wear, here, medical consequences from last month's bad fall, this is no country for old men, so last night when somebody said, "Where's Ed?..." Well, I'm kind of superstitious lately.Here's what Blyth has to say about this one:"Bamboo rods bound together like a long net are stuck in lines along the shallow bed of the river, forming a kind of trap for fish in winter. In the evening, the trapper goes to see the place and shut up the narrow opening. At this moment some water-bird screeches, and at the sound the waters darken."
yeahbeen busy divesting myselfso that in my Olde AgeI can get me some of that Medicaideand a Funk and Waggnell so I can learn how to spellmore betteryeah and another yeah: Old age ain't for sissies!andTHAT Blyth .. he had SOME spirit...get it!?! Blythe Spirit...hang in, man..... damn few of us Olde Phartz left...pee estwhat happened to those dog wounds? did the dawg after he bit you die?I meanpeople these daze care more about them Moron DAWGSthan the people they (the dawgs) Bite!they fish similarily all over the world...cast their netsinto the morning sunfrom a poem I wrote in 1968watching from the hill above The Bay of St. Paulfishermen ..... fishing...they'd give away the lobs'ers and octopiesastoo much trouble to prepbesides they were mostly friday fish-eatersand dancers
I will carry this one around with me forever, I expect, including Ed's Agent Orange/Napalm comment and Bird I once knew (a Shrike).
Hey Curtis here's a scan of the original/entire SHRIKE:http://edbaker.maikosoft.com/shrike/1.htmlnot great poetry OR great art ....but, what is?
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