Saturday, December 31, 2022

That was the year that was 2022

Been playing hooky from the School of Hardknocks lately, transferred to Bob Watt School of Inferior Poetry. There is no best. There is a year. No try. Just do. - Jack Vaughan

 

 Bold Stump Reunion in my imagination was a little journey on music toward the "castle of heaven." - Aug 2022

 

Kerouac Bardo Poem - I searched the graveyard
- May 2022

 

Al compas del mundo on the March
Jim Haas onboard  - All through 2022

 

At night the dispatches.
-War Blues Prose -Apr 2022
This stuff goes back to Shakespeare and Alexander||There may be only 10,000 sidewinder missiles in US arsenal, and replacing them means production lines like JI Case or Hingham BoatWorks set up in WW11.||The Ukrainians have been fighting this war for several years and have developed methods. and they have intangible desire.||Russian capability for cruelty astounds|| They show a city utterly destroyed by artillery… and say the Ukrainians are blowing things up as they flee. the bigger the lie the greater their joy.

 

Hart Crane: My Poetry Bookshelf
- Jan 2022

 

Off the Freedom Trail with Ed - Oct 2022 Places to go.

 

Jerry Lee's Passing - Oct 2022

 For auld lang syne, my jo,

for auld lang syne,

we’ll tak’ a cup o’ kindness yet,

for auld lang syne.

 

Belated discovery of Wilco Johnson


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