I’ve been reading Bukowski before bed. sifting through the madness for the Word, the line, the way New poems from a dead man. It won’t do for the painting on my easel but I’m searching for something. The one poem I loved so long ago when Francis bought this book. I am dead to her now and so she it to me too I guess. It is my biggest regret that great unknown thing that I did. So the Bukowski is fitting. It feels right. I can’t find the poem.
Tag: poetry
Love Dogs
I just found out that Coleman Barks is coming to Grass Valley next month. I am so there!If you are unfamiliar, Coleman Barks is a poet and renowned translator of the ecstatic poems of Sufi mystic Jelaluddin Rumi. I saw him with Robert Bly in Ojai years ago and it was an unforgettable evening. Attending one of Barks’ performances is the only way to truly experience Rumi’s poetry. Prior to that evening, I had read some Rumi and it honestly didn’t do that much for me. Hearing Barks recite the poems to music was a whole ‘nother world. It was absolutely amazing. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UF4_KZfIfVI]And if you’ve got an extra 81 minutes lying around, I found this webcast from the Library of Congress that you could watch. But, if you do have that much spare time, I recommend that you do something productive with it – like come to my house and fold some laundry! Slacker.
