
Bread & Steel reminds me of a sample record album I acquired from Atlantic Records when I was a teen. On it were songs by Otis Redding, Aretha Franklin, Cream, the Young Rascals, and others. Like that album, Bread & Steel has a variety of voices, rhythms, moods, and messages. Like the album, I enjoy listening over and over again. I hear something new every time.
For centuries, poetry has been collected in and retrieved from books. Since poetry should be read aloud and heard, it seems to me the audio-formats deliver what books can not. Perhaps, at this point in history, publishers should start to include a CD of the poet reading with every print volume of poetry. We could all listen while we drive or garden.
In the meantime, public libraries, especially in Illinois, should get Bread & Steel, which is for sale by Bradley University.
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4 June 2007
After the storm, my mind cleared.
And a high wind arose and blew the tropics north.
running quartz crystals through a blender.
sand through your engines.
bubbles in your bays.
estuaries reaching out toward forbidden seas...
sand through your eyes.
5 June 2007
Calm as baby's breath
as peaceful as the storm's eye
Clouds spread and drawn with rough strokes of stratospheric winds
a warm and windy tropical day.
7 June 2007
Black water at dusk.
Lighting on the horizon.
Warm winds coming in across the darkening waters.
A flash of white wings as an egret takes flight.
And Thunder like God clearing his throat.
8 June 2007
Morning star in the still of the clear, dark waters.
a sky as clear eyed as a young girl.
bruised and tattered storm remnants limp off in the gathering light.
9 June 2007
Tickled her fancy.
giggling all the day long.
pretty good for a Saturday.
Clouds on the lake floating aimlessly by.
She smiled big--grinned really.
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