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A Thought for Today

I have never known a man who didn’t wish aloud or beneath his breath to be considered a sex symbol.

 

TO BEGIN WITH

I’ve performed major surgery on one of the poems from In Someone’s Shadow and you can check out the results in today’s poem. Then, as we head into the last long holiday weekend of the summer here in America I hope you will read on through today’s Flight Plant to the Final Word section.

As for the questions in Ask Rod, I think you might find a surprise or two. I did.

.ASK ROD

WE'LL ALWAYS HAVE PARIS

This is probably for the record books, but I need to find the Rod McKuen poetry book I borrowed from a friend in about 1971 and lost! After all these years I still feel horrible because I never replaced it and now I have found this old friend again and want to do the right thing.

All I remember about the book is there was a poem that referred to him being in Paris – I think it was sort of a romantic reflection. Can you help me? Marlene Hendrickson, University of Montana

Dear Marlene, First off shame on you for making off with a friends book but glad to see your heart is now in the right place and you want to track it down. I think you might be referring to Lonesome Cities that contains three Paris poems, or it could be the book that preceded it, "Listen to the Warm." There is an often-quoted line "If you cry when we leave Paris I'll buy you a teddy bear all soft and gold."

Wish I had a little more to go on but hope this points you in the right direction. All my best and again my apologies for taking so long in trying to nail the information you requested. Best to you and yours, Rod

DRUNK WITH LOVE

Dear Mr. McKuen: I have a friend who has been trying to find a copy of a poem of yours that contains the following phrase, “like drunkards into doorways”.

(EDITORS NOTE: What followed was a jumble of verses and words that would only confuse matters so they have been deleted from the letter)

Please let me know where he can find a copy, or if one is available on the web. Thanks! Ruth Anne

Dear Ruth Anne, The problem with the verses you enclosed is that they have been jumbled a bit. One quatrain isn’t mine or anything and I have no clue as to who might have written it.
Here are the complete words to the poem you seem to be looking for it is titled No Whisky Bars and is contained in the paperback book ‘Love’s Been Good to Me”, published in 1979 by Pocket Books, New York.

NO WHISKY BARS

I believe that crawling into you
is going back into myself.
That by the act of
joining hands with you
I become more of me.

There are no whiskey bars
for dancers like ourselves,
and so we move into each other
like drunkards into open doorways.

My need for you is near addiction.

No sailor ever had tattoos
growing on his forearm
the way your smile
has willed itself back behind my eyes.

It will not dissolve.
It will not divide.
For I am nothing if not you.

-from Love’s Been Good to Me, 1979

Love’s Been Good To Me, Hand in Hand, Alone and Looking For A Friend are among the paperback books of poetry available from Stanyanhouse.com. Hope this helps. All my best, Rod.

BIRCH TREES & THE MUSE

I finally got the marvelous book and CD's A Safe Place to Land yesterday. Dripping from the shower I answered the intercom in robe and slippers to sign for the package. For you Rod nothing is out. I ripped into the package still leaving water droplets at the computer desk.

This morning I put the first CD in the media player. Ahhh! What joy! I got to The Muse of Unimportant Men and the music caught my ear. Is it birches expanded? I know I've heard it.

I know And To Each Season is set to Pachelbel's Canon. Where Canon is concerned I can "Name That Tune" in 1 note I've heard it so often. My youngest daughter has played it on just about all of the musical instruments she plays and she plays 5. She has won in competition on flute. I handed her the sheet music to Titanic and it was as if she had been playing it all along.

Am I losing my hearing or am I right about Muse? Is it Birches? I love it. But there again I haven't heard anything yet of yours I don't love. Beverly

Dear Beverly, You nailed it. The music is indeed the adagio from "Birch Trees. " As you may know I first wrote "Birch Trees" back in the 1980's as part of my score for the American / Soviet co-production "The Unknown War" The year I spent working in Russia provided me with inspiration for several compositions in the classical genre and quite a heap of songs, but of all the work I was involved in I still can't seem to shake Birch Trees. The theme even found its way into one of my piano trios. "The Muse of Unimportant Men" is a kind of watershed poem that took my writing in a different direction so when it came time to record it in 2001 the Birch Trees music behind the poem seemed to be the perfect marriage.

That selection in the book and record set of A Safe Place to Land seems to be attracting more and more attention, This past spring Jack Goodwin the webmaster of The Message Board wrote me a lengthy note that proved to me he really got the implications of the track. As for my feelings about it, lets just say that some might find it more than a little odd that I’m having a longer than usual crush on one of my own works. On the disc it unwinds at a leisurely 18 minutes and at twenty-six stanzas it's a bit long to perform at a concert so it has yet to receive a public performance –– unlike it's twin Birch Trees which in its various guises has received a number of outings before audiences (yet another arrangement of it even found its way into The Bear Family RCA set.) I couldn't be more delighted to hear that you have stumbled onto it Katy –– especially since I tucked it away at the end of disc one.

As for “And to Each Season.” have another listen, you’ll find it has a melody all it’s own. The song is actually meant to be a fugue with the Pachelbel music as counterpoint. With Affection and thanks, Rod

THE BLACK EAGLE

I have seen a few sites that offer Rod McKuen vocals on CD, but I have not seen any who have offered The Black Eagle (2SR 5087), your ‘Gothic Musical.’ Is this being released again on an album or being remastered for CD? Kirk Miller.

Dear Kirk, Odd but I was reminiscing about "The Black Eagle" this very day. Despite its cult popularity as a double LP it has never made its way to compact disc. The big reason is that I have never been totally satisfied with it, to me it remains an unfinished work but that doesn't mean that it is on 'the back burner.'

I have done some work on it over the years and chances are it will eventually emerge on CD. Meanwhile for them what likes 'em (LP's that is.) the original set is still available on LP from Stanyan House. Cheers, Rod

WHISTLES IN THE NIGHT

I am haunted by memories of happier days and a reading (?) by someone who waits for trains. In my wanderings I came across an old black man who said that there could be only one source of a works on that order, and that would be you.

Is it possible that you once spoke of trains on a radio show, or recorded something on that order. I have only fading recollections but I do know that a voice comes to me when I’m falling asleep and hear a train whistle in the night. If this is a work of yours, Can you help me to hear this again? Thank You, Leslie Vertz


Dear Leslie, The work you're thinking of is a two-parter consisting of a poem "The Art of Catching Trains," that leads into a song "To Watch the Trains." The Art of Catching Trains first appeared in a 1970's book and album of mine, "Lonesome Cities." Over the years the book has sold several million copies and the album went platinum and won me a Grammy for Best Spoken Word album of 1971.

Both selections are based on real life experiences. When I was a kid I was a bit of a hobo, riding many a boxcar to get from here to there. And, the poem and song happen to be personal favorites and I never perform one without doing the other. You can find them on a newly mastered double CD set "Live in London". For more info contact Stanyanhouse.com. Years ago these two old friends were a staple of every one of my concerts and they are being revived for my upcoming shows and appearances.

Over the years I've written a lot about trains but these remain my favorite 'locomotive works.' Part of what makes them so haunting is the musical backing provided by Arthur Greenslade's lovely orchestral arrangements. Both feature a unique French instrument called the Ondez Martenot; the soloist is the incomparable Sylvette Allart. Madame Allart is probably the world's leading exponent of the Ondez Martenot. It won a special prize in the 1920's at The Paris World's Fair.

The words and the musical settings (both came to me at once) are the closest I can get to describing the exhilaration and thrill of riding a fast freight or even listening to a passenger train slow and whistle at a crossing as a line of lighted windows flash across a room momentarily only to be gone forever in the middle night. I'm glad you remember trains too Leslie and that you shared those recollections. Trains and all that they conger are all but gone from our lives now. Warmest Regards, Rod

8/27/2008 First Publication

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SATURDAY 30 August

Elizabeth Ashley o Geoffrey Beene o Joan Blondell o Shirley Booth o Timothy Bottoms o Warren Buffett o Rich Cronin o Cameron Diaz o John Gunther o Paul Hazard o Jean-Claude Killy o Lisa Ling o Peggy Lipton o Huey Long o Fred MacMurray o Raymond Massey o Frank "Tug" McGraw o Michael Michele o Robert Parrish o John Phillips o Regina Resnick o Andy Roddick o Vic Seixas o Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley o Kitty Wells o Roy Wilkins o Ted Williams

SUNDAY 31 August

Richard Basehart o Warren Berlinger o Chad Brannon o Eldridge Cleaver o James Coburn o Theophile Gautier o Richard Gere o Deborah Gibson o Arthur Godfrey o Buddy Hackett o Jeff Hardy o Alan Jay Lerner o Frederic March o Maria Montessori o Van Morrison o Itzhak Perlman o Frank Robinson o William Saroyan o Dore Schary o Daniel Schorr o Jack Thompson o Chris Tucker o Ted Williams

Rod's random thoughts Imagination is the ‘a la mode’ of talent.

We don’t begin to grow until we learn to take full responsibility for our lives.

Love makes life as perfect as perfection is.

JEAN, THREE

Passing through. Words not passwords.

So much devotion in so little time. So strong
a bond without the strength to bind it.

Cymbals striking in mid-song, echoing then
fading without elaborate orchestrations
or repeat bars to make them play and
play again, no reverberations. I left.

You went away. Things to do. The outside
world had finally caught us or was catching up,
though sometime in that brief togetherness
we had each agreed without the other’s prompting
that our mid-lives, so different and so set in their
predictable directions had become a solo road
a single life to be lived out two-gether.

You wrote. I did not answer. I called. The call back
                                                   did not come.

Friends would tell me how you were and were not.
Arriving in Paris on my way to somewhere.
Noc Noc would look up as if to say, You are
one day late
. I was a lifetime late
                                                     or one too early.

Can you hear me, Jean?
When I do not know what to do out of habit,
I do nothing, or walk on clouds
just above the rooftops.

Can’t you see me, Jean?. . . the clouds are so low
                                     you can touch them . . .

And so I must be easily within your reach.
The non-echo of us is filling up the emptiness
                                                   without, within.

Paris out of kindness offers nothing to me
when I visit now. Unable to afford me you
                                           if gives me only Paris.

-from “We Touch the Sky,” 1979,1980. Major re-write 8/26/08 NYC

 
    AND FINALLY

Long before I became president of a labor union I believed in and fought for the labor movement and that’s one of the reasons I have been a life long Democrat. Naturally I find it more than a little ironic that the Republicans, a party that over the years has done so much to thwart unions and collective bargaining, is beginning it’s Twin City convention on the one day we set aside each year to honor labor.

During his not so distinguished career as a Washington insider (with all that the word insider implies) every time a vote on increasing the minimum wage for the women and men who do the real work in this country has come up Senator McCain has voted against it. And, he has been anti-union from the day he was first elected.

McCain is by no means alone in his belief that an honest hours work doesn’t deserve a decent hour’s pay, but as one of the leadership choices offered American’s this year if he is elected he will be in a position to do irreparable damage to this country’s always under siege labor movement.

To the Grand Old Party I say, Happy Convention, old guys, celebrate big bucks and the big buckers who shipped all the jobs overseas and were rewarded with tax breaks for doing so. This seasoned citizen will be celebrating labor, and honest laborers –– including all those millions of hard working American workers who no longer have a decent job, or in many cases no job at all, to go to.

The tradition of celebrating labor day with hamburgers and hot dogs will really come in handy this year since hamburger and processed meat is just about all so called middle and certainly lower and no income Americans can afford these days.

Sleep warm and celebrate America by celebrating Labor Day this weekend.

RM / JFK Airport / August 28, 2008 9:40AM EDST

 
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