Jack Kerouac

Bixby Bridge


July 23, 2014

Not the movie… I had to read Lawrence Ferlinghetti’s Her because Ferlinghetti is still alive. Ferlinghetti who Kerouac called Smiler in Big Sur and insisted that even Smiler would die someday. Kerouac in the ground nearly fifty years now and Smiler still alive, still of this world. Ferlinghetti’s Her which Kerouac wrote “…is very good, […]

April 13, 2014

Back in Portland. Coava morning. Bright morning of blossom trees and spring enthusiasm of biking to work, why not it’s a glorious morning, the sun is up and what could possibly be wrong when there’s a row of tulips in every yard. April and another season of seasons in this offshoot of two rivers and […]

March 30, 2007

Utilizing playfully old skool (formal) poetic principles such as assonance, alliteration, ryhme, meter, harmonics of vowelsounds etc without allowing them to shape the poem. Not “tennis without a net” but ‘tennis-plus-ultra’ Giving the universe a sign that I’m interested and awake. Blowing but concisely and confined by The Idea – poetry space not being rambling […]

September 24, 2006

Turnstile Hob nobNoix jeaune et yaourtNeighbors chopped down pink flower treesRented white chevy for weekend, middle America carSunny weekend, suntan, airplane weekendDuck, frog, shark fin soup – Chinese lunchMichael leaning in tells me about his womenNew music website Pandora, Charlie Parker stationThe SubterraneansReading in the park full of fall Sunday afternoon football remembrancesPushups and squatsMental […]