Archive for the ‘Massachusetts’ Category
At Kerouac’s grave
“He honored life…” But have the living given proper honor to Jack Kerouac, America’s one true spokesman, who plumbed the deepest depths of sorrow and climbed to the highest ledge of beauty and joy? His grave at Edson Cemetery in Lowell, Massachusetts, is marked with a simple slab with the above inscription, the names of [...]
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Tags: Beat Generation, Jack Kerouac, Kerouac's grave, Lowell MA., writers' graves
The bridge
Here’s something I wrote last week, inspired by a span in the Massachusetts Berkshires called the French King Bridge. Somehow a couple of glasses of cheap merlot told my mind and memory that it was called the King Philip Bridge…Anyway…the poem’s not good…it may be awful…but I want to post it anyway…it’s sort of a [...]
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Tags: Berkshires, French King Bridge, lost love, love, love poetry, Mohawk Trail, nature photos
Ballad of the sad cafe
She’s a waitress in a small cafe in a tiny New England town. Could she possibly know what a big difference she made this morning? Might she somehow sense that she quite possibly changed the course of history? That she might have made the universe tilt on its axis? That she quite possibly altered the [...]
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Tags: Loneliness, love, New England, observations, people, solitude, waitress, winter in New England, writing
Another cold, chilly, gray song….Another winter song to fit the wintry mood…Another emotional weather report… Joni Mitchell’s “Urge for Going” sung by New England’s own troubadour Tom Rush:
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Tags: "Urge for Going", Joni Mitchell, love, New England, songs for winter, Tom Rush
It’s coming on Christmas…
It echoed in my head as I drove alone on stark beautiful unpaved roads up into mountains and deep into valleys. It reverberated in my head as I walked headlong into the howling wind along the dark quiet Main Street of a beloved Berkshires town, my path lit by the Christmas lights in the windows [...]
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Tags: "River", Berkshires, Christmas, Christmas trees, Loneliness, love, New England, winter
Road music/soul music
Here’s a song I’ll be listening to — via the soundtrack of my mind — as I take a little trip to heaven (aka the Berkshires) this weekend… And here’s a song I’ll be hearing in my head as I pull into my favorite small town in the Berkshires foothills — a place that feels [...]
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Tags: Berkshires, driving, love, Tom Waits, travel, Van Morrison
