I Remember High School (after Joe Brainard)
I remember getting on the school bus before 7 am. I remember it was an old man who picked us up, hell maybe sixty-one years old! I remember reading Richard Lattimore’s translation of the Iliad…
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Yoga Sutras Exchanges with Yael
Concentration, meditation, and pure contemplation focused on a single object constitute perfect discipline. 3.4—Barbara Stoler Miller, translation of Yoga Sutras Notes/Connections 1.Ekāgratā, noun, Sanskrit. One-pointedness, doing only one thing at a time, concentrating upon a…
Inspiration for the Day (or Decade)
If I hadn’t heard the Robert Johnson record when I did, there probably would have been hundreds of lines of mine that would have been shut down—that I wouldn’t have felt free enough or upraised…
“Up to Me” (National Poetry Month, 4.22.22)
Dear Vanessa, It took me a few weeks to work in the 2016 Nobel Laureate of Literature in these NPM missives to you. Is he a poet? He’d say “song-writer.” This is one of my…
What I Love about the US of America: Overture to an Unfinishable List
Martin Luther King’s “Beyond Vietnam” speech, Riverside Church, NYC, April 1967; Route 50 in Nevada; Walt Whitman’s Leaves of Grass; Duke Ellington, “Take the ‘A’ Train”; Joey Neilsen, resister of Catholic high school homophobia; massive…
Uncancelable
Colin Irwin, Bob Dylan, Highway 61 Revisited New York : Billboard Books, 2008 Legendary Session 1. You’ve been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s books… And dropping a barbell he points to the sky saying,…
Singers/Musicians
5th Dimension, Aquarius/Let the Sun Shine June Carter Cash, Will the Circle Be Unbroken Krishna Das, Om Namah Shivaya Bob Dylan, Series of Dreams Sinead O’Connor, You Made Me The Thief Of Your Heart The…
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Bob Dylan Approximately: Summer 2019 Course
“That’s all we did in those days. Writing in the back seat of cars and writing songs on street corners or on porch swings, seeking out the explosive areas of life.” —Bob Dylan, 1977 “I…
The River Boat Captain, He Knows My Fate
My mother was chagrined when I went from listening to the Beatles at age 13 to Bob Dylan at 14. “At least the Beatles can sing; how can your ears stand that?” Neither she nor…