22nd & 23rd October, 2005
Rod in Concert
Holland, December 2005!
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Photo by Edward McKuen 9/24/2005
A Thought for Today
Life takes its hues from the colors your
mind and heart provide it.
FROM the¨BOOKS
JUNE FLIGHT
Airborne--free
running with the sun
diving down the day
jumping through June.
Above the world
part of the shell
of some new world.
Now end-over-end
dipping with the down draft
hold on to me--I'm falling.
Catch me if I do.
Or I'll catch you
as no one thought
to reach toward you
in the past,
airborne in the clouds
or flying stationary
in each other's arms.
I would not ground you
or terminate your flight
before its natural end
but I'll be here to catch you
free fall or in a mapped-out,
planned
designer's dive.
Why are we here?
Why together--not apart
or each with someone else?
It has to do with more
than love,
that is if more than love exists.
Each of us is here
to buoy each other
keep each other straight ahead
not mixed up inside a mid-June flight
without the sure control
of someone who can offer care
should one of us lose power
over breath or air.
Perhaps then
it is love beyond all thinking
the kind not said
or put into a
letter.
Whatever,
there are no downgrades
on this summer afternoon
only higher, closer fields
to play in
not as acrobats or clowns
but as lovers with comedic faces.
- from "Watch for the Wind", 1983
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Saturday 22 October
Constance Bennett o
Sarah Bernhardt o
Brian Boitano o
Patti Davis o
Catherine Deneuve o
Joan Fontaine o
Annette Funicello o
Jeff Goldblum o
Zac Hanson o
Curly Howard o
Alan Ladd, Jr. o
Timothy Leary o
Doris Lessing o
Jonathan Lipnicki o
Franz Liszt o
Christopher Lloyd o
Dory Previn o
Robert Rauschenberg o
Tony Roberts o
Shaggy o
Leon Trotsky o
N.C. Wyeth
Sunday 23 October
Sarah Bernhardt o
Johnny Carson o
Michael Crichton o
James Daly o
Diana Dors o
Gertrude Ederle o
Doug Flutie o
Ellie Greenwich o
Senator John H. Heinz III o
Emily Kimbrough o
Martin Luther King III o
Al Leiter o
Gummo Marx o
Pele o
Ned Rorem o
Frank Rizzo o
Judy Stoner o
"Weird" Al Yankovic |
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Chance is fine in a writer just beginning but pray that talent takes
over.
The true believer always questions; only
sheep are silent.
Every generation gap should have some kind
of bridge - even if it's only made of love.
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Can you guess what’s wrong?
I’ve tried and failed
to rise above the breakers
to swift sail out the storm.
Now chance is going
if not gone.
Will you be the one
to start the argument tonight
or is it my turn, I forget.
I wait here for a sign,
a motion wasted on me,
proof that it is possible
for each of us to care
for each of us.
I cannot say
how long I’ve waited.
Years pass by within
a single hour
to those who feel uncared for.
Had there been a signal,
I would have known.
What goes on unseen
untold to us
by one the other
is more real
than all the sentences
our senses spoke
and speak.
I see your face and know
a tilting of your shoulder
speaks whole paragraphs aloud
whole stories filled with proof
that what is happening
is if anything a willful lie
both of us indulge in.
This much is fact.
You do not amaze me
with your dark indifference.
You never once astound me
by being only what
you wish to be.
I await the crumbs just now
delighted that they come
from fresh bread
lifted out of ovens
by some hidden master baker.
No pride moves ahead
to pave my way.
I’ve fast become
the dark parts
of your shadow,
little more than your extension,
hardly more than your left arm.
It tires me to know
I’m just the casing
of a window
looking out beyond your world.
After I’ve packed up
and gone
fly a flag
should the intruder come.
Take care to give me
fresh reports of all the ships
and all the ducks and seagulls
that sail or waddle beachward.
Be sure to tell me
if the seals come back
this year
and how the house
gets through the winter.
Keep a diary of sorts
a notebook day to day
that I might thumb through
or
pore over
when I’m living inland
miles away.
- From the US Edition of "The Sea Around Me", 1977 |
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