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In 2012, Lawrence Ferlinghetti published "Time of Useful Consciousness" which is a remarkable tour de force. Yes, it owes homage to Allen Ginsberg and Ed Sanders (and Walt Whitman and Matthew Arnold and a few others) but this quick history of America adapts what's in the air artfully, like a blues. It might be a career capper, but, on the other hand, 90-plus-year-old L.F. may keep on keeping on. Here on Memorial Day 2013 I read a small portion. It follows a riff on Jack Powers, a major Boston poet and nice poet mentor and guy in the last half of the 20th century (and somewhat thereafter). Ferlingetti resets some earlier poems in new context, but it all flows. He riffs on "Jacks" quite a bit, which is okay with me. - Jack Vaughan

BEDTIME BLUES by Frank StokesDon't want no jealous-hearted woman makin' up my bed She'll put something in the mattress, man, make you wish you was dead She'll give you pains to your body, give you hurtin' all through your head Now when you lay down at night, call your good friend by name Now when you lay down at night, call your good friend by name You don't like my treatment, you sure can make a change And i looked at the sun and the sun was shinin' warm And i looked at the sun and the sun was shiny warm You never miss your good gal 'til you've got the train and gone And you stood and cried, "What you want me to say to you?" Hey, stood and cried, "What you want me to say to you?" "I want you t'think 'bout the things, baby, that me and you used to do." And then run here, baby, let's try the other hand Hey, run here, baby, i said, "Let's try th'other hand" I've had a troubled complai...

On a sunny Derby Day Milwaukee the East Side up by the pagoda-looking gas station around 1971 got lost got lost just a few blocks from home. Saw these placed I had never seen before the brown faces that I knew from the buses. let's see how's this going to go? And kids came out climbing over rubble singing "hippies in town" singing "hippies in town" me and dave and jim did a sort of  cold tremble seemed like sirens everywhere in the air we were over the milwaukee river and when a car engine would start it was like a slow explosion as we found our way bippity-bop-slop-drop back to the well-known main drag say east ogden ave Now on Mission Hill with many in their graves but not the 3 musketters and there is an old hippie fellow traveller playing I'm a Little Mixed Up Key to the Highway Cool it Down First I look at the Purse Dead Flowers Im Ready. -Jack Vaughan alt ...

On a bit of a sad one, maybe a little poem from the best Celts days, 2008. Indelible Cityscape Walking up the Mission Hill Past the summer porches During the 4th quarter Each TV tuned to the Game 4 Cheers coming out loud I know we are coming back See Tall Preston and ask the score The Celts just moved two points ahead. For essay on 2008 win. Meanwhile, here's my facebook take on last night..2013 Ok it is dirge time for the 1012-13 Celtics and maybe for the era of the Big 3.But like my friend said the comeback was stirring. The last two of three standing – Pierce and Garnett Ray Allen never lost their fit. Who knows what is in store? But Paul and KG deserve a bow. I have never seen two players who wanted to win more, and I have been around a long time. Doc Rivers (Marquette's own) may call it quits too. The hearts of champions will never be buried, and the Knicks will have to go a long way to undo their bits of foolishness. The spirit of Zoot ...

Dont do this too often..but this is kind of a funny view on my day. job..

Last week Monday ethnic Chechnian Cambridge residents Tamerlan and Dzhokhar Tsarnaev planted bombs at Boston Patriot's Day marathon killing three. One killed (Friday early a.m.) and other shot and apprehended (Friday early p.m.) after shoot outs that killed or injured others. City in lock down Friday. Like the deacon said in the church today… It's been an emotional week. And emotion trumps analysis. The constant act of analysis for an inky handed newspaper reader like me (who what where when how and why repeat) - it grinds to a halt starts up again sputters then is fed, fed and overfed because for one thing I'm glued to the tube.  and 'life happened while I was making plans.' In a fog I think: We live in at least two worlds. Two  Chechnyan  bros did to detriment. But there is hope. I see somebody on the street and I (the  analytic animal) has to switch gears. I am not crazy. I have to agree these bombers killed three including an eight-year-old boy Little ...

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