Zod wrote:

> baloney wrote:
>> Will Dockery <will.dock...@gmail.com> wrote:
>> > baloney wrote:
>> > > "Vera" wrote
>
>> > > > > His name suggests a Polish background.
>> >
>> > > > > I found little of his poetry in Google, but maybe I didn't
>> > > > > search well enough. Don't have that much time on the net--
>> >
>> > > > > Would someone be so kind as to post something of his
>> > > > > (not in complete form, of course!) Best to leave out a middle
>> > > > > part rather than that essential last line.
>> >
>> > > > > At least I should know whose style I'm copying!
>> >
>> > > > > Thank you!
>> >
>> > > > > Vera
>> >
>> > > > huh? you're copying Bukowski? I think you like
>> > > > yourself WAY too much for there to ever be
>> > > > any confusion about the two.
>> >
>> > > I think someone else compared Vera's style to Buk's, and she doesn't
>> > > know much about him, so she is curious.
>> >
>> > Probably the "chopped-up-prose" thing, I guess,
>> >
>> > > Someone at the local strip mall said the old man looked like Jimmy
>> > > Buffet, so he asked me who he is for much the same reason. My answer
>> > > was, "Well, he isn't Warren Buffet; I think he's a musician." I
>> > > looked up Jimmy Buffet, and excepting the ubiquitous Hawaiian shirt, I
>> > > still think the old man looks more like Teddy Roosevelt. "Bully!"
>> >
>> > Interesting that Buffett /and/ Roosevelt come to mind constantly when
>> > I'm around Barfield, he's got the swashbucking sailor-rough riding
>> > warrior poet thing down, and have lived it since I first met him as a
>> > kid.
>> The old man only looks like Teddy. The old salts I knew were my
>> father's friends, but they weren't poets. I spent a lot time on boats
>> as a kid. I cleaned a lot of fish, caught some too.
>> Anyway, Barfield, whom I only know from what you've written, seems
>> like a character from a southern gothic novel, eccentric, a little
>> wild, interesting. I can't fault others for eccentricity, but I'm a
>> mousy eccentric.
>> >
>> > On the Buffett angle, here's probably the ultimate JB song-poem:
>> >
>> > A Pirate Looks At Forty
>> >
>> > Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
>> > Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
>> > You've seen it all, you've seen it all
>> >
>> > Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam
>> > And in your belly you hold the treasures few have ever seen
>> > Most of 'em dream, most of 'em dream
>> >
>> > Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
>> > The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
>> > I'm an over-forty victim of fate
>> > Arriving too late, arriving too late
>> >
>> > I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
>> > I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
>> > Never meant to last, never meant to last
>> >
>> > And I have been drunk now for over two weeks
>> > I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks
>> > But I got stop wishin', got to go fishin'
>> > Down to rock bottom again
>> > Just a few friends, just a few friends
>> >
>> > (instrumental)
>> >
>> > I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
>> > Though I ran 'em away, they'd come back one day
>> > Still could manage to smile
>> > Just takes a while, just takes a while
>> >
>> > Mother, mother ocean, after all the years I've found
>> > My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
>> > I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>> >
>> > Coda:
>> > I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown
>> >
>> > -Jimmy Buffett, 1974
>> >
>> > > Wry little poem by Buk, thanks for posting.
>> >
>> > It probably goes without saying that Buk's one of my favorites, though
>> > his name hasn't come up much lately (the last time was prbably when I
>> > compared Chuck's "shock" style to Buk)... Dale Houstman gave me a very
>> > memorable paperback book blurb quote when he wrote that I was "...a
>> > better poet than Bukowski..." or something similar.
>> >
>> It doesn't surprise me that you'd like Buk and Houstman wouldn't. I
>> like Buk in small doses; he's not my favorite, but there is a certain
>> appeal. In case you haven't noticed, Earl Nelson's work is highly
>> influenced by Buk.
>> > Anyhow, I don't have the book handy and no time to Google (a few hours
>> > of sailboat repair await today) but "Boarding House Madrigals" is the
>> > poetry book of Buk's I'd name as a favorite out of the dozens out
>> > there, containing many favorites which were fun to read aloud when the
>> > time came to wake up the audience. The one where Buk writes
>> >
>> > "...My old lady wouldn't let me sleep..." a few more lines "...so I
>> > killed her."
>> >
>> > and the one where he wakes up from a drunken night and finds his
>> > friend with his big toes in his old lady's... well, you can guess
>> > where, or know the poem already... I might look these up later, if
>> > they're online somewhere, and post them here... great stuff.
>> >
>> Post one when you find it.
>> Have fun with the boat. I usually get a boat fixing chore put on me
>> when I visit my sister.

> Cool discussion of the one and only Buk....!

Good afternoon, again, thanks for reading and commenting.

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