John BennettThe Thing About KellKell Robertsonhad nocell phoneno credit cardno computerno bank account.Just aportabletypewriter asaddle apistol &a guitar.
Ten millionmore likehim &Moloch wouldbe droppedto itsknees.
Above is a tribute to small press poet and musician Kell Robertson, who died this week, by another small press legend, John Bennett. John tells me the poem will be cross posted by Monsieur K over at Outlaw Poetry Network. Way back in issue #27 of Lilliput Review (November 1991), the following was published.
Coyote Dances
around the edges
Coyote yips
and howls
at the sky
Coyote steals
whatever he can
and laughs sometimes
when serious folk
come around to tell him
what is good for them
is good for him too
Kell Robertson
Rest in peace, Kell ...
best,
Don
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7 comments:
Sounds like a man for the ages.
Yes, indeed, Charles ...
Sorry to hear about Kell. I remember first reading him back in the early 80S
coyote calls
after another voice
that can't call back....
lonesome valleys
without a poet
Sorry to hear a voice like that is stilled.
Tom and Merrill ... always sad to see a small press light go out. He was a gem.
Don
Kell is my grandfather. My mothers name is April Robertson. He abandoned Her when she was a year old. Wish he was a part of her life
Amanda ... I'm sorry to hear of this. Thinking of you, and your mom, this Christmas eve. Don
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