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grieving

Must have my old crippled dog, Wiley Coyote, put to sleep today. Nothing too brilliant to say. I feel as if I've been gutted.
All I can do is quote Byron regarding the death of his beloved dog: "Near this Spot
are deposited the Remains of one
who possessed Beauty without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferocity,
and all the virtues of Man without his Vices."
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Published on August 30, 2015 05:02 Tags: dogs, poetry, poets

Irving Layton

Irving Layton was a Canadian poet, a contemporary of Leonard Cohen, and he was considered by many to be a mentor to Cohen. I first heard of him back in the 80s but it was impossible to find his books. Before the internet and ordering books on-line, tracking down even the works of Leonard Cohen was no easy task.
However, now that we are in the 21st Century, I was able to track down and buy a copy of the brilliantly titled “Balls for a One-Armed Juggler’ by Irving Layton, and I must say I am impressed. Not all of the poems in this book are to my taste, but I can certainly see the influence Layton had upon Cohen’s work.
Here is an example of a poem of Layton’s that I really like, but it also is very reminiscent of Cohen’s style from roughly the same time period, which is the early 1960s.

Who’s Crazy?
When I was warm-hearted
impulsive;
and would’ve given the skin
off my back
and gone to hell
for any one of them,
people ran from me
as from a leper,
my cries of love
the leper’s warning bell.

Now I’ve become stone
and don’t bat an eyelash
if someone is lashed
or ripped apart
before my eyes,
everyone says I’m serene
–Olympian!—
and cannot praise me enough
for my maturity.

And what I want to know is:
who’s crazy?
They? or I?
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Published on August 04, 2018 13:45 Tags: canada, poem, poetry, poets

new poem

PAST DUE

i am awake
at 5am
yet everyone else
in this house
sleeps until noon
so i must creep around
like a goddamned cat burglar
for the first half of my day.
50 yrs old and i can’t pay
the mortgage
the water bill
the electric bill
or the gas bill.

maybe
i could send all my creditors
some poems.
like trading in chickens.
get back to the simple life.
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Published on January 16, 2019 08:14 Tags: poem, poetry, poets

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