By James Broughton

This selection of poetry showcases the paintings of "the heartiest and such a lot enthusiastic celebrant considering that Whitman" (Jim Cory). primarily, James Broughton delights in pleasures of physique and soul - yet possibly specially these of the physique - with wit and grace.

As Rain Taxi writes, "Broughton's is a poetry of revelation, no longer obfuscation. . . . each one poem is a party and a decision to offset the putrefaction of complacency with a little devilishness."

Fifty years of poetry is the following distilled into one fats quantity via the West Coast filmmaker most sensible recognized for the avant-garde vintage Loony Tom (1951). Wildly indiscriminate, Broughton clings to a grab-bag mysticism all through his profession, and, like his mentor, Blake, he celebrates innocence in childlike ditties and develops a self-referential mythology thats now and then impenetrable. intentionally archaic, and whole of sing-song repetition, Broughtons fractured nursery rhymes and road jingles are, at top, the captivating ephemera of a self-described amorist who later broadcasts, i'm Polly Morphus, as though we didnt comprehend, what with unending verse extolling Nipples and Cocks, the thrill of fellatio, and all his different pagan appetites (including a professional ode to the phallus). yet Broughtons boho goofiness, whereas captivating in his early paintings, devolves into usual hippie grooviness (Nourish your bliss). A Whitmanesque catalogue of scenes from outdated L.A. (I keep in mind la) stands proud one of the reams of self-indulgent and facile doggerel.

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Then the nice Rodeo Fairy rode over our cloud all jump and lilting on a round-up journey, along with his star-saddled pinto, spiffy ten-gallon, and smartly sharp-shooting methods on his hip. within the nick of time he lassoed with a trounce the low-down villains who had stubbed our ft. So round sweetly back we have now pace and lots of room for our jazzy heigh-hos. (1950) 167 THE outdated GUITARIST below THE highway i'm homesick for a land i have not visible, sang the previous guitarist less than the highway. a spot to be at domestic with homely pleasures is my hideaway desire for a fireplace of time. i'm homesick for a land i haven't visible, sang the chilly guitarist lower than the highway. i would like to be going each position on the earth yet i do not are looking to go away right here and now. All lands are the single land the place you're, answered the guitar string below his hand. what's this is far and wide somewhere else, what's no longer this is nowhere in any respect, sang the outdated guitar string less than the highway. (1969) 168 THE BLUE FLOOD-TREE it all started with the smallest leaves. I have been attempting to ascertain the form of stem and department within the method the previous lady demanded, she who used to be vexed by means of my fumble. until eventually by surprise I observed for myself the real colour of her old tree. they're blue, I stated, glance! they're lapis leaves. after all, you dummkopf! stated she. each one leaf produced one other blue leaf to develop at the Blue Flood-Tree that stood within the unique river. Its delta commencing to the roots flowed down via my own veins. What else did you are expecting? acknowledged the outdated girl. (1970) 169 IT used to be THE malicious program It was once the computer virus who acknowledged to me, Do you search the last word secret of the place the Inmost gentle might live? i am by no means requested, yet i'll inform. males look for it in starry areas, in cloistered cells, in lovely faces. yet they go searching with eyelids close. I inform you glory lives within the intestine. inside that darkish metamorphic maze Heaven and Hell conjointly blaze. What else supplies mild to Eternity? the bug, smiling, stated to me. (1970) a hundred and seventy T H E BIRDS OF A M E R I C A acknowledged the Birds of the United States: quak quek quark quark, hoo hoo rarrp rarrp, gogogogock feebee, cheep cheep, kakakaa coo ahh, choo eee, coo coo! and what's the that means of that? stated the solemn Birdcage Maker. O not anything in any respect, acknowledged the previous Turkey, we simply benefit from the noise. Why no longer do whatever that makes a few experience? acknowledged the intense Birdcage guy. We do, we do, all there's to do, acknowledged the Eagle, the Lark, and the others: We devour and sleep and stream approximately and watch what is going on. We mate and nest and sit down and hatch and watch the younger get on. We hunt and preen and sing and wash, we take lengthy trips and native jaunts or just sit down approximately and scratch and watch what is going on. that is rather unnecessary! stated the Birdcage guy, you will by no means get anyplace that manner. probably, acknowledged the Magpie. but if this continent all started 171 we birds have been the one two-legged creatures and we are nonetheless greatly round. what is extra, the Woodpecker extra, every little thing guy is aware he discovered from us birds yet he is by no means loved it as a lot. The Cagemaker scoffed: What may perhaps I research from you?

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