31st March & 1st April, 2007

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rod at Dos Vidas. Photo by Thomas Kist from the 2006 Arjan Vlakveld film “Rod McKuen: A Man Alone” for Netherlands Public Television. Photo ©2006, 2007 by Stanyan Audio Video Archives. All Rights Reserved.

A Thought for Today

I glory seeing your reflection coming back to me from other people's eyes.

 

FROM the¨BOOKS

ENCOUNTERS / MARCH 31

I'll ring up one day
and you may wonder who I am.

I too might not be quite so sure
if you're the one who smelled like violets
        or left my shoulder tattooed with a bite
that took three weeks to go away.
Or the one who, going down the stairs,
turning back long enough to say
Don't call me till after ten o'clock
my mother goes to bed quite early.


Those of us who think that need
and night are both the same
have so many little scraps of paper
stuffed in wallets and tucked up under books
or safely put away in dresser drawers.

Names and numbers scribbled
on the backs of business cards
or finely printed on old matchbook covers.

I never have the guts to thrown them out.
                        Do you ?

I suppose
that like a pilgrim
I keep imagining my colony of cards
can one day be called up
to form a fort against the need to walk.

I must remember from now on
to write beside their names thin shoulder blades
or this one had a mole along the left side of her stomach.
Some identifying thing
so when I go to make those calls
I'll know just who I'm calling.

But
saving little scraps of paper
and knowing they'll remain just that,
not transferred into address books
      or indexed in a file,
is a kind of mental masturbation
                          good to no one.

Not even those of us who think
the inside side of matchbook covers
                  with a penciled number
is a kind of life insurance
can expect a proper settlement
when the accident
of being with our own selves only
overtakes us in an alleyway
or a bedroom.

-from "In Someone's Shadow," 1968

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Saturday 31 March

Herb Alpert o Pavel Bure o Leo Buscaglia o Richard Chamberlain o Sydney Chaplin o Cesar Chavez o Rene Descartes o Colin Farrell o Lefty Frizzell o Al Gore o Joseph Haydn o Gordie Howe o Shirley Jones o Gabe Kaplan o Richard Kiley o John D. Loudermilk o Ed Marinaro o Ewan McGregor o Henry Morgan o James Nederlander o Red Norvo o Sean O’Casey o Rhea Perlman o Christopher Walken

Sunday 1 April
All Fools Day

Wallace Beery o Brillat-Savarin o Jim Ed Brown o Lon Chaney, Sr. o Eddy Duchin o William Harvey o Alberta Hunter o Gordon Jump o Dong Kingman o Ali MacGraw o William Manchester o Abraham Maslow o Ann McCaffrey o Toshiro Mifune o Annette O'Toole o Jane Powell o Sergei Rachmaninoff o Debbie Reynolds o Edmond Rostand o Gil Scott-Heron o Hannah Spearitt o Otto Von Bismarck

Rod's random thoughts Relax, it helps relax you.

Work is the ladder from self-pity.

Deceiving those we love isn't worth it, the hangover lasts too long.

SPRING SONG

Long before the trees begin to bud, before the new grass starts to roll with the curvature of the hill and spread out evenly on the common, a certain uneasiness, a kind of insecurity arrives one morning or maybe just at dusk. It presents itself, moves in and settles in. Not unkind, not troublesome, this uncertainly is more an itch - a harbinger that finally scratched enough boils into the apple blossom.

The thrower of the seeds lets go his kernels in mid-March. The early April rain cooperates. Later on the lilac trees are all so heavy that their boughs bend low and nearly break. The prairie dog sits up and calls from mound to mound... a high pitched squeak that all his brothers answer. New pinafores for Sunday school. New patent leather shoes for Easter.

The May pole dance. Lost balloons begin to decorate the inside branches of trees. The song of the Wandering Angus is lived out and sung. The plainest of us begin to feel beautiful again... and the fever deepens.

-from "A Book of Days and A Month of Sundays," 1981

 
     
 
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