Another blogging hiatus with no excuse. Busy busy busy, you know. Micro's over, and I managed to pass, blah blah blah.
I wanted to stop in and pay homage to Jim Carroll, who died on Friday. He's one of my two favorite poets and just a crazy wonderful character, and the world's a little less fantastic without him in it. Read his obit here. If you've never read any of his stuff, check out Void of Course--definitely my favorite of his books, full of really beautiful, sexy poetry. Here's a good one:
POEM
The wide Mojave sky dark
And vain as my heart tonight
Walking back by the feel
Of the blacktop under foot
What's that desert fragrance
That lights the 4 A.M. sky
With a shampoo green glow?
Is that a coyote eye
Or a tail reflector that bumped loose
From an old English racer?
Which are popular on the reservation
But never last long
They weren't made for this landscape
--Jim Carroll
Anyway, great guy.
It's raining here in New Orleans, off and on but really, always on again. How's the weather where you are?
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Raining now. Thanks a lot. You probably sent it up here.
Beautiful poem- and I feel like such a philistine because I've never heard of him!
Thanks for visiting our blog ;) We love NOLA! And she was sweet enough not to drench us while we were visiting.
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