Wednesday, October 27, 2010

kerouac might have written a poem like this...

You've gone to Brewer twice and have to go again
I have two crumbling garage doors
And I haven't had an egg salad sandwich in two weeks

the five-hundred-square-foot space?...

Ed
Of Bop
Of song & war
Sixty foot
Spinning birds such are the anvils of peace
Anvils
Up the river
Kirk
The river lattice en jazz & the smoky night bougainvilleas
The jungle en plein air
Oh the piano!
It is a piano isn't it?
Behind Black & Crazy Blues
Or
Is it (an) Inflated Tear? in
The five-hundred-square-foot space?
'The meter is five-four with accents on five and one,'
Y.L.
Yusef Lateef, man...
Holy jump song!

ed of bop pencil...


the village from n. lubec road acrylic by pat fry...


w. quoddy light acrylic by pat fry...


Tuesday, October 26, 2010

the beats...

This morning
The rain
Steady
&
Cool
The sound on the roof
Chimneys
Windowpanes
Jazz
Coffee percolating
Toast
Crumbs
Butter
The beats
&
The rain

making coffee...