Tell Old Bill

3/19/10

3/13/10

Early one morning
standing out in the rain
And around that bend
Came a great freight train

Railroad Bill
Is a mean man
He shot the midnight lantern out of a
Good mans hand

Trouble in the east
Trouble in the west
Got a .38 special sticking
Out of my vest

Railroad Bill
Coming down the hill
Lighting a cigar with a
Twenty dollar bill

Railroad Bill said that
Before he died
He'd build a railroad just for the
Bums to ride

2/21/10

There is something so amiable in the prejudices of a young mind, that one is sorry to see them give way to the reception of more general opinions.

Jane Austen

2/15/10

some new monoprints

2/6/10

this was a train station

Wash my eyes that I may see
Yellow return to the willow tree
Open my ears that I may hear,
The river running swift and clear

1/31/10

Spring and All

Snow on the north side
Trash in the yard
Love like an old newpaper
Tatered and stained
Find some long river
and follow it down
to where our old sins have washed up
in New Orleans.

1/27/10

Something or other

1/26/10

"I'm more sensitive than you because I extract more from less" it seems to say; or "I'm smarter because I am getting to the heart of a thing outside all that visual detail". it leaves behind worth while tools for conveying ideas. Granted it is interesting- but on a science center level. It's interesting like reading a good magizene is interesting. It's involved like the peace corps is involved. But where is the art? That old thing that hangs quietly on the wall?

1/19/10

tell ol Bill

I walk by tranquil lakes and streams
As each new season's dawn awaits
I lay awake at night with troubled dreams
The enemy is at the gate.

Beneath the thunder-blasted trees
The words are ringin' off your tongue
The ground is hard in times like these
Stars are cold, the night is young.

The rocks are bleak, the trees are bare
Iron clouds go floatin' by
Snowflakes falling in my hair
Beneath the gray and stormy sky.

The evenin' sun is sinking low
The woods are dark, the town is too
They''ll drag you down, they run the show
Ain't no tellin' what they'll do.

Tell Ol' Bill when he comes home
Anything is worth a try
Tell him that I'm not alone
That the hour has come to do or die.

All the world I would defy
Let me make it plain as day
I look at you now and I sigh
How could it be any other way?