City of the Red Night He came from some place so far away and unknowable there wasn't a word invented yet to describe it. He spoke of a city of unnatural red nights and impossible vivid days with a look so fervent, so distracted and sincere, there was no sense in calling his bluff on the odd chance his fantasies might just turn out to be … [Read more...]
Trout Fishing: Richard Brautigan Poems by Alan Catlin
Richard Brautigan’s Trout Fishing in America Winter leaks from the cracked tar sealing around the carbon stained brick chimney forming puddles of sludge and ash along with the spilled hurricane lamp oil; opening notes in a cacophonous symphony of dripping-from-a-neglected metal-roof. The forest at dawn ablaze, a still life framed by the cracked window glass of … [Read more...]
Five poems on the Beat Generation
Jan Kerouac Baby Driver "Looking for adventure in whatever comes my way I was a true nature's child Born to be wild-----" Steppenwolf Dreams of Hawaiian island paradise home ends up in a hopped up car chase, shotgun seat riding with a mad husband in wife's stolen late model car, listening to Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon"---- and all that you give and all … [Read more...]
Ed Sanders Poems by Alan Catlin
Jean Genet Our Lady of the Flowers at the Chicago Democratic Convention 1968 Was he in town to see the American political system in action or was it simply to witness a new kind of street dada, absurdist theater in action, a play for all centuries and seasons: The Democratic National Convention Live, Chicago 1968? Certainly, he hadn't been smuggled into the country … [Read more...]
