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August 11, 2014

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Je ne suis pas sur, mais la difference vive. I was there and the very woods were alive with Lara's theme. O Wabash Avenue! It was five years later that she went under the table to suck Warren Beatty's cock on election night.
"Fats Waller wears Happy Hats," the drunken man was saying.
But comes the next day and his head aches and a lousy someness stains his tents.

"You're hitting them with the bases loaded." -- E. Hemingway

This poem is very good, and funny. Thanks.

David Shapiro comments on the poem as follows (Facebook edition): <<<
Ron Padgett told me years ago that he was jealous that I had golf poems in the major magazine. Found golf ball, lost golf balls--it began with a love like miniature golf at night---one of the pleasures of childhood and Zen. Once at PSI artists were invited to create their own miniature golf course.
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Not sure about the Zen part, but I did love the miniature golf courses of my youth, even better than amusement parks ("Palisades Park" across the Hudson River and later "Freedomland" in The Bronx as I recall).
O summers of 1965 and '66. -- DL

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of coming back
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"After You've Gone"
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of the bedroom
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