Dancing With the Wind

Well, according to the website Bashō's Road, Friday is bragging time around Lilliput Review: I'll let them do the honors and say thank you very much for a wonderful layout and a nice selection of work.

And, if you'll pardon the lack of humility for just a tad longer, Poet Hound has also posted some kind words and a great selection of recent work from a recent issue of Lillie: check it out.

You know, sometimes you need a little lift and that was just the ticket.

On to other, equally celebratory things. The week has almost passed without the acknowledgment of the birthday of one of greatest of 20th century poets, Allen Ginsberg, so it's time to correct that. Here's a couple of short ditties from the rareish chapbook Sad Dust Glories, from Workingmans Press:




Walking uphill woolen
------bag of letters on right
-----------------shoulder
garbage pail left hand

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Talking about fairies–
-----dragon fly
-----wings buzzing
-----------against the wall



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Acorn people
------in kerosine lamplight
-----------reading newspapers

For the persnickety, kerosine is the poet's spelling, bless him.

And since all this puts me in a dancing kind of mood, let's remember the anniversary of the passing of Bo Diddley like so:

the tea smoke
and the willow
dance partners

Issa
translated by David Lanoue

best,
Don