ROBBIE ROBERTSON'S INSOMNIA ~

 

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Many of the usual suspects show forth and are treated with

Robbie camaraderie — although Robertson's sweet-talk

doesn't move an inch with Hells Angel Sweet William

(Bill Fritsch) and lover of poet Lenore Kandel and a

somewhat troubadour of two wheels himself, who isn't

taking kindly learning that his poem has been withdrawn

from a tribute reading during the concert film "The Last Waltz,"

whereas both fellow San Fransisco laureates 

Lawrence Ferlinghetti & Michael McClure

remain on board. If you are interested, 

you can dig up on-line the full reading

by Sweet William, and later in Robertson's book

find out just why Fritsch is dragging his leg across

the stage to the microphone. For more of Sweet

William, see the Maysles brothers film "Gimme

Shelter" where the Angel, once again,

captivates the stage.

[BA]

    Crown 2026

    R E A D   M E

TALL DWARFS TONIGHT ~

 

TOM McGUANE ~

 

Nov 25, 2022 Mill House Podcast

ELLEN BURSTYN ~

 

E L L E N   B U R S T Y N

       Riverhead Books, 2006

LARRY McMURTRY ~

 

R E A D   M E

    Mariner 

    2026

JEWISH ROOTS, AMERICAN SOIL ~

 

In his new book about Bob Dylan, pictured here in 1974 (with The Band), Harry Freedman implies that elements of the singer’s Jewishness remained central to his art and identity. 

(Jeff Robbins / Associated Press)

R E A D   M E

NEIL YOUNG, OCEANSIDE/COUNTRYSIDE ~

 

     Silver Fiddle Music

     2025

REAL TALK ~ (John Mearsheimer) ~

 

    John Mearsheimer

#JohnMearsheimer #IranWar #USIranConflict #Trump #MiddleEast #Geopolitics #APTNews

ARACELIS GIRMAY ~

 

December

Or that I would run my hand along

the dip in the hill's grey back

up to its withers, feeling

the closeness of its heat,

its inwardness risen and rises and blown away

To be among their small group,

their mouths to the earth, their silences

Uncle is, swishing away the flies

Mother is, pouring black coffee through their hair

Each of us, briefly, a tense

cast into the other's time

Not to fill my ears with the sound of my own motion

but with ear

To hear the low voices of the shadows

To exist without the memory of words

To be traversed by elk, faces, wheels

To learn to stand outside the rooms of light

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Aracelis Girmay

Green of all Heads

BOA Editions, 2025

JOHN FAHEY'S OLD GIRLFRIENDS ~

 

     Varrick, 1992