"Everyone Goes Home in October...the Road is Life" Anniversary of Life

 

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Master 'o' da Farce, and do not reflect those of, Google (blog); names are changed to protect the

student of Jack.

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whatever that means...to you.

Welcome to, Salutations from,  Obi Wan Can'obie Layke Park Google Blog,

the one blog in billions that dares to tell it like it is, such as...today,

Thursday, October 21, 2021,

the 52nd Anniversary of,

Jean-Louis Lebris de Kerouac,

aka: Jack Kerouac

American Poet - Novelist,

hitching off on the great blue hiway in the sky

and presents

Labor Day Weekend Solo Poet's Holiday

featuring, Burning Man Jr III

Friday, September 3, 2021

part two

J. K's Tomb at High Noon

Ghosts of Themselves

Kerouac's Lowtown

industry shade by Jean's death

Mill City Spectre

1969

Woodstock, Altamont Festies

John, Rob, Martin, shot

Vietnamese Phlan

U. S. involvement sans plahn

Beatniks and Hippies

Acid Tests go National

Tin Soldiers and Nixon comes...

Complexes and 'hoods

torn down urban renewal

lost in history

factory outlines

granite foundations, recyc'd

into parking lots

green space picnic areas

placards illustrate setting

remaining buildings

converted to lux' quarters

far cry from knitters.

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Land of Plenty...?

Homeless encampments

shady roadside forest land

nylon tents and tarps

D. P. W.

cuts back weeds, junk trees, and shrubs

camp debris exposed

Gorham Street Project

redirects traffic, new lights

clears out shrubbery

pallet and rack of blankets

shopping cart, assorted goods;

Police roust campsites

leaving shelters to weather

ground covered in trash

needles, glass pipes, spoons

baggies, balloons, gallon jugs

rot in underbrush

community clean up job,

yes, but...who will volunteer...?

And what about the

underlying root of it?

Displaced Citizens?

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Lunch Break at, George's Deli

across the street from, Jack's.

Product Placement in Action

(A Ghost Story...?)

George's Chick' Salad

let', tom', on', must', mayo' wrap

Post High Noon Lunch Break;

Delicatessen

outside cemetery gate

56 years young

opened in Jaques time

known fact, reluctant Beat King

passed on occasion...

imagine John buys grinder,

chicken parm' with his red wine

sit at Jeans fave booth

where he watched the room and street

noting in journal,

Stella comes looking,

Momma's worried, and fretting,

supper's on table,

Jack smiles innocently

tongue grape stained, says, "I'm Writing!"

History repeats

Poet needs eats to create,

and sub shop provides -

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Contemporary Influence

Now, I'm not sayin'

I'm Kerouac Incarnate,

or Jack Wannabe,

I'm only statin'

learned thing, or two from Beat

Revolution Books;

Stream of Consciousness

by osmosis in '60's,

Steve Allen, Time Mag',

glorified Writers Movement,

school teachers brought to classroom;

impressionable

young mind absorbs like loofer

and incorporates,

word experiments,

stories, poems, evolving,

'80's floodgate break,

what once was on-off hobby,

an addiction overnight;

shoot hardstuff, Haiku,

Tanka, high on syllables,

Chasing the Sparrow -

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Would Never Make It Today

(Grave Scene at J. K's Tomb)

Subterraneans

leave offerings to Beat King,

seminarians

on their knees praying,

Faithful Kerouacians

unfettered playing;

old school cut and paste

twisting languages meaning

cast themselves as chaste,

surrounded by fops preening,

Benjamin decides Art Taste

that's P. C. leaning;

B-Generation survives

still alternative

to books with dull knives,

adult easy reader hooks,

for wealth writer strives

and Hollyweird Film first looks;

No one writes like, Kerouac,

Burroughs, Bukowski,

autobiography track

drunken imagery

speed, wine, journal and rucksack

Big Publishers want...Hitski.

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Thank you, Thank you, Thank you very much,

the, Here's Looking at You, Msr Kerouac, selfies.

Your own, personal, Master 'o' da Farce,
Obi Wan Can'obie Layke Park

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"What the what?!? That's QUEER!" Coyote barks.

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Salutations From Obi Wan Can'obi Layke Pahrk

since January 7, 2021

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