tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post9135901514763076484..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: Larry Beckett: Second AvenueUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-21197779371061666152012-07-31T01:47:45.759-07:002012-07-31T01:47:45.759-07:00Thanks for this, both for itself and for giving me...Thanks for this, both for itself and for giving me the impetus to track down more information about it. CurtisACravanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00315707533118640284noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-86463968352890382602012-07-30T10:25:50.743-07:002012-07-30T10:25:50.743-07:00Where I Used To Live
That’s where I used to live...Where I Used To Live<br /><br /><br />That’s where I used to live.<br />Close to Rabbit Island. That’s where<br />I used to sleep. Under that ironwood<br />at the end of that beach access—<br />Hihimanu Street. All the old naupaka<br />gone now where cubbyholes existed—<br />dry, windless places—just one or two<br />where I’d find him crashed, reeking,<br />needing to hold onto me like a man<br />in the whole bunch of trouble that he was.Susan Kay Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16277139119869470939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-10109155309085147602012-07-30T07:49:57.791-07:002012-07-30T07:49:57.791-07:00You're right, Tom; brilliant--no other word fo...You're right, Tom; brilliant--no other word for this poem and the links.vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-9748943701896882762012-07-30T06:59:45.062-07:002012-07-30T06:59:45.062-07:00Tom,
Yes, such an inspired performance (saw it ye...Tom,<br /><br />Yes, such an inspired performance (saw it yesterday, now again today -- goes straight to the heart), used to have that album when it first came out, can still see his face "in that fleeting house" inside my head.STEPHEN RATCLIFFEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12339481653546188412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-36134064798596085192012-07-29T11:02:48.233-07:002012-07-29T11:02:48.233-07:00The iron barrel.
What a beautiful alchemical/epi...The iron barrel. <br /><br />What a beautiful alchemical/epistemological conclusion that is -- it's the iron of the barrel puts the heart and courage back into the wet night, shelters the fire that warms the cold hands and helps protect the old girl, there, in the hissing street.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-10992806906761927282012-07-29T10:23:55.389-07:002012-07-29T10:23:55.389-07:00"In the hissing street". That's a sh..."In the hissing street". That's a sharp, thin way to open. When you come to those last lines, "...that fire in an iron barrel..." really is the only thing for such cold.<br /><br />I'd forgotten what a tender voice Tim Buckley had.Mose23https://www.blogger.com/profile/01100756913131511440noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-27000090661691031592012-07-29T10:20:25.310-07:002012-07-29T10:20:25.310-07:00Tom,
The street hisses ,
bites when it no longer r...Tom,<br />The street hisses ,<br />bites when it no longer rains...the newspapers have ink in perfect geometry and we all feel a lot wiser for not getting wet ....<br /><br />What a wonderful poem...Thank you for sharingmanik sharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18055072451804840121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-55432680738012283832012-07-29T09:10:37.757-07:002012-07-29T09:10:37.757-07:00The song to which the "fleeting house" r...The song to which the "fleeting house" reference applies:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MgNxopvE3ro" rel="nofollow">Morning Glory, lyrics by Larry Beckett, sung by Tim Buckley, BBC Late Night</a>.<br /><br />(Inspired performance, TB adrift in a cloud of studio fog, assisted by Lee Underwood, Danny Thompson and Carter Collins.)TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-88867220368424991202012-07-29T08:07:03.890-07:002012-07-29T08:07:03.890-07:00Tom,
"In that fleeting house, by that flicke...Tom,<br /><br />"In that fleeting house, by that flickering candle in the window, we all of us make our home for a moment, and then..."<br /><br />7.29<br /><br />light coming into fog against invisible <br />plane of ridge, blue jay on pine branch<br />in foreground, sound of wave in channel<br /><br /> as that, intended to oppose<br /> nature to the machine<br /><br /> picture water, man’s shadow,<br /> woman with closed eye<br /><br />wingspan of tern flapping toward point,<br />circular green pine on tip of sandspitSTEPHEN RATCLIFFEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12339481653546188412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-21233815666977284452012-07-29T07:21:53.910-07:002012-07-29T07:21:53.910-07:00"my knowledge of you"...love that!"my knowledge of you"...love that!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-4879811879286526882012-07-29T05:52:26.838-07:002012-07-29T05:52:26.838-07:00Larry Beckett is an important American poet, best ...Larry Beckett is an important American poet, best known for his brilliant collaborative songwriting work with the late great Tim Buckley.<br /><br />Here is a post inspired by perhaps their most resonant collaboration:<br /><br /><a href="http://tomclarkblog.blogspot.com/2010/11/morning-glory.html" rel="nofollow">Morning Glory</a><br /><br />Larry has caught up with us by leaving a generous comment at the end of the thread on that post, please do check it out. The post also links to Tim's performance of that classic piece of minstrelsy.<br /><br />In his comment Larry relates a bit about its inspiration:<br /> <br />"...I read your as always luminous remarks on my old song Morning Glory, with such pleasure. Unlike most of my other songs written young, that had some yugen: mystery and depth.<br /><br />"In later years, I saw that I had adapted the enigmatic image of the fleeting house from Shakespeare’s Sonnet 146:<br /><br />"Why so large cost, having so short a lease,<br />Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend?<br /><br />"In this reading, the fleeting house is the body, home to the spirit, and by extension, it’s a way of living, always shifting, in a world of flux. This gives some urgency to his asking for tales of time, and pain to their refusal."<br /><br /><br />In that fleeting house, by that flickering candle in the window, we all of us make our home for a moment, and then...TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.com