
| The poetry of "Ten New Songs" | |
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| Post #1 Mar 14 2018, 05:27 AM | MarkGraham |
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Hi, I intend to morph the poet (dare I say Mystic?) I see in these ten canticles. On this album, Leonard moves from threnody to communion then back to everyday life. He returns to the everyday "Boogy Street"; but with an enhanced view of his place in the scheme of things. I offer an interpretation; but that is all it is and all it can be. (Of course, you hang onto your own.) I'll get better as I go along; but if this sort of thing bores you, then move on. The process will be simple. I will post the poem first, and then, saunter through what I see, adding a bit here and there as I morph into the thought before the word, or the nameless before the name. That Don't Make It Junk I fought against the bottle, But I had to do it drunk – Took my diamond to the pawnshop – But that don’t make it junk. For More Details: Software Promo Video |
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