Requiem for an Island Poet:
William H. Olson
“A Man’s a Man for A’ That”
by
Norbert Blei
A price can mak a belted knight,
A marquise, duke, an’ a’ that;
But an honest man’s aboon his might,
Gude faith, he maunna fa’ that!
For a’ that, an’ a’ that,
Their dignities an’ a’ that,
The pith o’ sense, an’ pride o’ worth,
Are higher rank than [...]
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When I was a kid
I remember my old man standing in the doorway of one of his favorite watering holes, a dive called Jerry’s. He was telling Jerry who was tending bar one of his outrageous stories. I think it was the one where he and some other guy went hunting for [...]
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When I was a kid
I remember my old man standing in the doorway of one of his favorite watering holes, a dive called Jerry’s. He was telling Jerry who was tending bar one of his outrageous stories. I think it was the one where he and some other guy went hunting for [...]
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6 Sketches Of L.A. (1967-1970)
1.
On Sunset Strip
from ‘67 to’ 70
teaming with
influx,
revolution,
and
regeneration :
poems to
praise
the pulsating
streets.
L.A.
city falling
into the
sea
but not me,
I was
drunk and
dropping acid
in the alley
behind
the Whiskey A
Go Go
2.
I never knew whether
to believe the
story
about Jim Morrison
pissing into a bathtub
as she
bathed
in it,
but i knew
she
was
fucked-up
enough
to
not
mind.
3.
We all knew Janis
from the
liquor store
on Wilcox
in Hollywood.
We smoked joints,
laughed,
shot up,
got drunk,
dropped acid,
and tripped
at the movies
near [...]
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From BIG HAMMER NO. 13, 2009 Iniquity Press / Vendetta Books. This issue is available by clicking here…
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From BIG HAMMER NO. 13, 2009 Iniquity Press / Vendetta Books. This issue is available by clicking here…
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Master Liu Painted a Portrait of Me in My Old Age and Asked Me to Write a Poem about the Picture
by
Yang Wan-li
(1124-1206)
Few hairs, made fewer by the comb;
short moustache, made shorter by the tweezers—
scratching my hair, and twisting my moustache,
when will I ever stop looking for poems?
Editor’s note: Yang Wan-li (T’ing-hsiu: CH’ENG-CHAI YEH-K’E,or “Rustic [...]
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a
dillinger stood
behind billie
& slipped
the machine
gun into
her hands
then she
glanced
back at him
is it loaded
always
dillinger re
plied &
added
how does
it feel
heavy she
sd any
thing else
yeah
she sd
smiling
i wanna
fuck some
thing up
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a
dillinger stood
behind billie
& slipped
the machine
gun into
her hands
then she
glanced
back at him
is it loaded
always
dillinger re
plied &
added
how does
it feel
heavy she
sd any
thing else
yeah
she sd
smiling
i wanna
fuck some
thing up
Todd Moore books are available by clicking here… or just hit the book cover…
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