Lester Bangs: Dolphy didn’t MOVE you?
Captain Beefheart: Well, he moved me, but he didn’t move me as much as a goose…
Good news! Geese exist!
Great glorious gaggles of
geese! Most master blasting
jazz saxmen don’t move
me as much as a goose
dude! Like when one’s
honking on a pond
and his crazy cry
bangs the lid of the sky
and shivers through the others
who squawk in a raucous
chorus that lifts in a burst
off the water like a wing
and the pond’s glass face
is a flash of pure sky
and all those longthroated
blackfaced bellbodied
great gorgeous geese
are gone.
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Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com
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Crack in the Ceiling
Poetry by Thomas Radwick
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