Poem Shards
 

there are pigeons where nobody goes
give me a reason to live
let me fly in the joyous flock


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sometimes there is beauty within the fragments . . .
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Sprongg . . . onng . . . ongg ga

Her tired morning
seems more like poetry
than anything you can
find on a blog.


Bow Bow Bow


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 True Crime, LA: Oh, how weird the things we learn

LA Noir: It's a genre. I suppose much like the so-called Boston Noir.
There is a new movie with Mr. Jake Gyllenhaal, called Nightcrawler, about a 
videographer in LA who goes for tales of the grisly night.
Oh no.
It all started with my reading about the song "The Monster Mash."
Then I found a link to a Beach Boys performance of this song 
with a young Mike Love (MEL) utilizing below the face lighting. Very Scary.
The Band Leader (BDW) said 'our lead singer's favorite song' is The Monster Mash.

After that it was reading about the people who first performed the
song The Monster Mash. Then reading about Boris Karloff, Ed Wood,
Bella LaGossi, Thelma Todd, and LA crime.
See, you don't need cable. You just need to keep websearching
on famous names that you find and honor the dead by learning
about who they were.

"What happened on that cold December night in 1935,
Christmas presents in the trunk of the Lincoln Phaeton convertible?"

So if I wanted to I could go up to Lawarence and find Thelma Todd's 
grave. And there will probably be roses or other things there, like
at dear Jack's grave, just up river from Lawarence in Lowell.

Jack and Stella's grave, Lowell, MA Jan 2011
Kerouac's grave is a place of pilgrimage for many people.

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Here is a link
to a tasteful page detailing Miss Todd's gravesite,
complete with a photograph.
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 Bill Perilli, 
  of Natick, 
    is the
 writer of all
 of the things 
 on this blog.
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