from "Counterfeit Pennies"
gerry gilbert  

 “... the sense of my writing is incidental, it is the incidental itself, the tooth, the worms way from the inside of life to the surface. A path which opens at the heart of the house, where we're wearing the sky and having a cup of tea. You look down at us and the first thing we do with your surprise at the end of a perfect day is put on the kettle against the hot belief that anything we'd write or say is itself the sense that life makes.” (From Next Spring, Coach House Press, 1977, page 27)

Spiritual Jazz 1955 - 2012

‘Pistols shots ring out in a barroom night’: Riveting Bob Dylan performance of ‘Hurricane’ 1975

Sun dog mix 
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