Archive for the ‘Poets’ Category

Lookout

Tuesday, October 2nd, 2001
Mid-August at Sourdough Mountain Lookout … I cannot remember things I once read A few friends, but they are in cities. Drinking cold snow-water from a tin cup Looking down for miles Through high still air. Gary Snyder from No Nature Although Bill and I couldn’t avoid talking about the state of the nation on our long drive to our hike, we [...]

Channel Firing

Tuesday, October 9th, 2001
I’ve loved Thomas Hardy since high school. Although I had always loved reading, his novels, particularly Return of the Native and Jude the Obscure, came as a revelation to me. Their brutal honesty and unsentimental analysis of the human condition amazed me, especially since much of the literature I had previously encountered in high school [...]

Never Too Many Problems

Friday, October 12th, 2001
LONG LIVE THE WEEDS Hopkins Long live the weeds that overwhelm My narrow vegetable realm! The bitter rock, the barren soil That force the son of man to toil; All things unholy, marred by curse, The ugly of the universe. The rough, the wicked, and the wild That keep the spirit undefiled. With these I match [...]

Puff the Magic Dragon

Tuesday, October 16th, 2001
A dragon lives forever But not so little boys Puff the Magic Dragon When I was in Vietnam we called the AC-130, or an earlier version, "Puff the Magic Dragon" because it magically appeared at night when the enemy attacked, shooting out steady streams of flame, vanquishing our enemies. I’m sure that the Vietnamese children had another name for [...]