"Precious, rare and mundane" : some thoughts on the work of Joanne Kyger -- 1. 1957-1968 -- My mother -- That summer my mother asked me -- I remember -- Noticing blue -- Poem for Jack Spicer because it won't affect him one way or another -- Too bad for her -- The road runner -- High sierra -- The maze -- Tqapestry -- "Somewhere you can find reference" -- We are in a tighter web than I had imagined -- 12.29 & 30 (Pan as the son of Penelope) -- A song in the rope taut against the wind -- Waiting again -- They are constructing a craft -- It is lonely -- Vision of heaven & hell 11.3.61 -- Caption for a miniature -- My sister Evelyne Tapestry -- Burning the baby to make him realer -- Iliad: achilles does not die -- Fragmented ie several valleys -- Look the bird is making plans -- The hunt in the woods: Paolo Uccello -- My father died this spring -- Those things we see are images of the past -- The persimmons are falling -- Waiting -- The odyssey poems -- The pigs for circe in may -- She comes up -- I didn't want to think -- Imaginary apparitions -- Places to go -- From a landscape fallen away -- Dear, Dearest -- A novel in Paris -- All the freedom you want -- July 21. Weedy -- The test of fantasy -- The tree in the fire -- And here arrives a new month -- Keeping alive -- Once upon a time 2 individuals lived -- Meandering -- Descartes and the splender of -- From this moment -- 2. 1958-1974 -- Lord ganesha -- At the purple gate tent Bolinas -- The scorpion guru -- Padma Sambhava visits a Dakini -- Tuesday -- Thursday -- Tuesday, October 28, 1969 Bolinas -- October 28, take it easier -- October 29, Wednesday -- October 31 -- November 12 -- Thursday 13 November -- Monday, November 17 -- Last night -- Still -- Joanne -- Back in time -- Never talk ahead -- I walked home & had some soup -- This is a short story -- Too much -- Not yet -- First there were giants -- Under the green light -- A testimony for Ebbe and Angela on their weeding -- Oh it's six o'clock -- How horrible I am -- Its been a long time -- Desecheo notebook -- Trip out and fall back -- News bulletin from Keith Lampe -- The rain -- Bird family -- This is the way I like to feel the best -- I want to point out that I am not up tight -- Often I try so hard with stimulants -- Utmost disarray -- No one was watching the tortillas -- I want a smaller thing in mind -- Oft have I wandered and climbed -- A small field -- September -- O fresh day in February -- What's the matter -- Every day I burn a stick of incense -- When I used to focus on the worries, everybiody -- This is the first time I have had peace -- I don't believe in any -- As I grow better, my friends send me off -- Monday near Baul -- The far off pine whose branches turn yellow -- AH! hints of the eternal story -- When I was well into... -- Trapped inside fabric of daily neccessity -- When I step through the door -- In my imaginary conversation with you 2, tears -- Gold lights, blue lights, red lights -- I thought I would never get out here again -- It is true... -- Looking out the garden fair -- It's a great day... -- I have to go to a funeral -- Don't hope to gain by what has preceded -- Wooden walls make us a nice little palace -- Of all things for you -- The apple tree burgeoning -- Chill waves of reason days move under us -- Throwing a crank in the monkey wrench -- Is this the Buddha? -- I don't want to repeat -- 3. 1974-1978. April 4, 1975 time of wonder -- I'm going to be a poet... -- The brain impressed in its oddities -- Morning mess -- Bright, sparkling -- Tuesday last of may -- Saturday full moon september -- I did well for a while -- Once more -- Watching second nights -- I'd like to magic you on this grand occasion -- There are so many letters I would like to write -- Monday after halloween -- I am afraid -- Silver city overlay -- Up my coast -- The crystal in Tamalpais -- Destruction -- Marian Lopez Calixto's story -- Hellooooooo -- I dreamed I went to see the officials -- My lord -- The cross is an entrance to the other side -- After the flood -- Well then -- Lord Jesus Christ -- Have their spirits commenced to return? -- We look at each other together -- The wonderful focus of you -- The Dharma committee -- 4. 1979-1989 -- You believe this stash of writing is scholarly? -- A few days later at the washtub -- The depressed Ennui before 11 A.M. -- Stripes of red, black, and gold -- Not much time left -- My how the days fly by in life time -- Haiku for Charles Berrard on his 40th birthday -- Having a grand time with the hot shots or how I ran into my friends downtown -- The life of Naropa for Ted Berrigan -- What was that? some fine lines for you -- Going out to water the garden -- Saying things like, If you could only -- Definitely resistance -- Back from Bisbee: or clean up time in Bolinas -- The proverbial friday the 13th: Bolinas mysteries unrevealed.
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