Zod wrote:

> On Tuesday, January 31, 2023 at 11:45:14 PM UTC-5, W-Dockery wrote:
>> Zod wrote:
>>
>> > On Tuesday, July 24, 2007 at 2:56:15 PM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote:
>> >> On Jul 24, 10:00 am, 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.
>> >> 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.
>> >> 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.
>> >> --
>> >> "God's Toybox" by Dockery-Beck:
>> >> http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
>> >> "Hasty Pudding" by Dockery-Conley:
>> >> http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
>>
>> > I know Penhead will enjoy this one... ha ha.
>> Good find, Zod.

> I thank....

Good morning my friend, hope you and Mike are having a great Sunday morning.