THICH TRI QUANG , MONK ~

Mr. Tri Quang, center, in 1967 outside the National Palace in Saigon, where he and other Buddhist monks were staging a sit-in to protest government policies. Credit...Bettmann/Getty Images

THICH  TRI  QUANG

1923 ~ 2019

GUY BIRCHARD ~

J.D. WHITNEY ~

BOBBY BYRD ~

YOKEL ( 6 ) ~

Garden

I have worked on rich people’s gardens —

Old well-restored barns filled with all

Sorts of machinery and tools and even

Finer tools bought from the very best

Mail order catalogs and more times

Than not a hoe or trowel or shovel is

Left out in the rain, long watering hoses

Knotted up, vegetable seed packets strewn

And the overall place in an uproar of chaos

Because it is hard work to live a life of luxury

Between the city and the country unless you

Have lots of help, but Native has no help ex-

Cept for his wife, the little grandkid and one

Of his boys if he is visiting up there on the

Knoll, under the sugar maples, in what

Was once tarpapered and since Native is

A jack-of-all-trades he’s covered the walls

With plank siding and sits in the late

Afternoon on a crappy chair with a beer and

The radio on low, the fawning grandkid

Close by and something for you to sit on if

You like and wish to stay awhile amongst the

Plush flowers and little stonework path that

Leads from the kitchen to Native’s garden

Bomb

Native’s wife drove a big bomb of a car —

Chevy, Buick, Plymouth or something?

It was long before four-wheel drive or

Front-wheel drive and everything counted

On the driver. But she never missed a

Day’s work and I can’t ever really

Remember her car ever being stuck.

And that’s when these roads were

Far worse, pre-newcomers —

Slick cold ice road mornings,

Bad old deep mud draw —

She got through.

She Talks

Standing in a

Chain saw repair

Shop waiting for a

New chain to be

Fitted onto her

Homelite, most of

Us standing close

To the woodstove,

Gloves icy, she

Said how today

Oodles of geese

Flew over her farm

Snazzy

That’s the best

way to see bright

red snazzy high

heeled shoes —

Native caught

in her dooryard

for a moment

and she had

just thrown

them on

_______________

Bob Arnold

Yokel

Longhouse

2011

LISTEN ~

Jump start your day by listening to a compelling poem to spark an interesting thought, laugh, or 'aha' moment. Only a few minutes each day to let the beauty of poetry captivate you and perhaps offer a new perspective, appreciation, or life changing insight. So grab your coffee, relax, quiet your mind, and journey with me.

— Sharon Foley

B O B       A R N O L D

"N O   T O O L   O R    R O P E    O R    P A I L"

J O U R N E Y     D A I L Y

with a compelling poem

TED HAWKINS ~

JIM SULLIVAN ~

J I M     S U L L I V A N

JAMES BLOOD ULMER ~

BOB KAUFMAN ~

The Collected Poems of Bob Kaufman

R E A D       M E

City Lights

2019

ZOMBIE ~

YOKEL ( 5 ) ~

B R I D E   O F

Y O K E L

Once rigor is established

a certain beauty is possible

PAUL VALERY

Work Day

I like

her 

sweater

it used

to be

mine

Nothing

After ten days heat

Air still, a match

Flame unnerved

In the flue of the cook stove

We came out on the 11th day

To the breezes back cool,

Yellow leaves of a dying elm

Flying apart, grasses wet

To the high boots, and on that day

Quieter and the river clearer and

More part of itself, I crossed

Water at a narrow flow to find

Where this owl calls after days

Of silence, and while hiking up

The other side there was nothing

Limp

We knew Native must be still living

There even though her husband has been

Dead now over ten years and back then

They appeared inseparable. Sure enough

We came around the bend on bicycles and

Could see Native moving in the backyard near

The house pulling on something — black plastic

Skirted the place over winter and she was just

Getting to pull it off and put away. Stovepipes

Going up high on either gable end of the house,

Big barn now shut down across the road, all the

Other sheds and of course the sweep of pastures.

Here we are at heaven on earth as we glide

On bicycles closer and Native appears around

The corner limping bad and hair torn

Dragging the plastic and not about to stop to

Talk but when I ask how she has been she

Stammers with an awful hitch to her step that

Before the limp she was an awful lot better.

Diary

Working with her in the sun

We break for lunch in the sun

Share sandwiches in the sun

Finish and lay back in the sun

Soon we are kissing in the sun

_______________

Bob Arnold

Yokel

Longhouse

2011

STEPHEN DIXON ~

Mr. Dixon in 1998. Working on a portable typewriter, he published 18 novels and about 600 stories.Credit...Lloyd Fox/The Baltimore Sun

1936 ~ 2019

STEPHEN DIXON

THIN, WILD MERCURY SOUND (DYLAN) ~

"It was not my goal to join the ranks of Dylan’s biographers, for whom I have the utmost respect. Instead my motivation for writing the book was to tell an important story that had never been fully told, a story about what is arguably Dylan’s greatest album (Blonde On Blonde), an album that transformed popular music and the city of Nashville, as well. It is surprising to me the story had not already been fully told, and I think that was in part because it’s a story mostly set in Nashville. Being based in Nashville and covering the rock and soul scene here for the past forty years, I was acquainted with most of the Nashville musicians who worked with Dylan on the record. I was also acquainted with Al Kooper from his time living in Nashville in the ’90s. I think one of the advantages of focusing on not only a single record, but this record in particular, was it allowed me to take the readers on a deep dive into Dylan’s process when he was at the peak of creative powers, and give them a ringside seat in the studio as Dylan and the musicians recorded his masterpiece."


D A R Y L      S A N D E  R S


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Chicago Review Press
2019

HAND HEWN ~

Storey Publishing
2019

MARIA PEREGO (TOPO GIGIO) ~

M A R I A    P E R E G O

1923 (Venice) ~ 2019 (Milan)

JONI MITCHELL, BLUE ~

YEAR OF THE MONKEY ~

knopf /  bloomsbury

2019

If you want a quiet book

of brotherhood

here it is

CAPTAIN BEEFHEART AND THE MAGIC BAND ~

JANIS ~

I’ve just finished the new biography of Janis Joplin by Holly George-Warren. Great eye-catching photograph of the native Texan on the cover, a photo I always liked (half naked) but done here in a detail exposure of Janis all in the face. I have read over the years many of the other biographies and likewise watched those titles disappear or go into the fog. Janis has had her time. Watching her old videos on You Tube hasn’t helped her cause — mainly catching this highly vulnerable and native wonder in rough catches on the Dick Cavett Show (never missed a show when she was on, or Hendrix) all comes off now loose hippie, so for good measure I return to the D. A. Pennebaker film work at Monterey Pop ’67 where she is in fine Texas form. She only performed with a name for herself over four years and while few seemed to like Big Brother’s make-shift band, I always thought it captured the very best of Janis in its loud, made up, seat of the pants heroin guitar work and clash. Sit for awhile with the album Cheap Thrills. Most overlook the fact that the likes of the Airplane, Quicksilver, Moby Grape, Country Joe and the Fish, Big Brother and even the longer lasting Dead, were all a golden ball element of its time, and sound. Don’t try to make good musicians out of some of them. It’s a blip in musical history for time span, but it is essential stuff. Albert Grossman wanted to make a star of Janis Joplin, and did, but he lost her sound. It’s a cleanly written book, and remarkably carries on a two-step nature of providing a biography and a timetable of the era. You’re there.

[ BA ]

Simon and Schuster
2019