Larkspur, Harry Potter, The Boss, The Rolling Stones & Altamont

Larkspur, Harry Potter, The Boss, The Rolling Stones & Altamont

“I wrote a paper on the Stones and Altamont 25 years ago.” In reality, it was 28. Freshman year at Purdue University was further back than my memory would allow me to acknowledge. Continue reading Larkspur, Harry Potter, The Boss, The Rolling Stones & Altamont

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“A Child Said, What Is The Grass?”

“A Child Said, What Is The Grass?”

“A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child?. . . .I do not know what it is any more than he. I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven. Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord, A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropped, Bearing the owner’s name someway in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say Whose? Or I guess the grass is itself a child. . . .the produced babe of the vegetation. Or I guess it is a uniform hieroglyphic, And it means, Sprouting alike in broad zones and narrow zones, Growing among black folks as among white, Kanuck, Tuckahoe, Congressman, Cuff, I give them the same, I receive them the same. And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves. Tenderly will I use you curling grass, … Continue reading “A Child Said, What Is The Grass?”