Monday, October 8, 2012

PICNIC ~











2 comments:

Conrad DiDiodato said...

It's a pity he's practically stopped writing poetry. If he'd had continued, he may have been our first Nobel laureate. I believe, however, the real Cohen resides in "Beautiful Losers".

Why do our best creative spirits sometimes burn out so early?

Bob Arnold / Longhouse said...

I certainly sense anything but "burn out" with Leonard Cohen, Conrad — quite the opposite. A marvel of a testament gathering novelist, poet, songwriter, troubadour, and aged spirit; seemingly going strong, touring, performing, giving forth nothing but poetry. The Nobel is there, as with Dylan, when the committees wish to wake up.

all's well, Bob