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Woodland Pattern™    Book   Center Poetry Archive		Michael Rothenberg Michael Rothenberg is a poet, songwriter, and editor of Big Bridge magazine online at www.bigbridge.org. His poetry books include Man/Woman, a collaboration with Joanne Kyger, The Paris Journals (Fish Drum Press), Monk Daddy (Blue Press), and Unhurried Vision (La Alameda/University of New Mexico Press). His poems have been published widely in small press publications including, 88: A Journal of Contemporary American Poetry, Exquisite Corpse, First Intensity, Fulcrum, Golden Handcuffs Review, House Organ, Prague Literary Review, Tricycle, Vanitas, Zyzzyva, JACK, and Jacket. He is also author of the novel Punk Rockwell. Rothenberg's 2005 CD collaboration with singer Elya Finn, was praised by poet David Meltzer as "fabulous—all [the] songs sound like Weimar Lenya & postwar Nico, lushly affirmative at the same time being edged w/ cosmic weltschmertz. An immensely tasty production." He is also editor for the Penguin Poet series, which includes selected works of Philip Whalen, Joanne Kyger, David Meltzer and Ed Dorn. He has recently completed the Collected Poems of Philip Whalen for Wesleyan University Press. Saturday, October 11, 2pm: Editor/Agent Panel at the UWM School of Continuing Education featuring Sheree Bykofsky, Michael Rothenberg and Jim Schley UWM School of Continuing Education, 161 W. Wisconsin Ave., Plankinton Building, 7th floor

Rosemary Clooney Died Today Michael Rothenberg

I'm in a hurry with no place to go I'm here, it's here, not there, but here Burning incense 10:29 am, Sunday morning, rain, rain, come this way mind o mind float away.... "krishna lila" by dj Cheb i Sabbah, put me to sleep last night when I thought I'd never stop running the tap, frozen in sleepless headlights. Everyone should know I was there for him. I was monkey son and hope I didn't hurt him not sitting with him every remaining departing moment Separation and exile He complained about being alone but knew it was nothing unique Moment to moment, each breath and thought breaking apart, the delicacy of regrouping those thoughts into a concoction, to consume once again Agates, buddhas, books and very little else over 78 years, but tons of friends Who admired him, never knew how to talk to him, or ways to take care of him Protect him in his grand vulnerability He was after all a cranky guy but so what if that was his worst aspect then give me more Philips Banquets of Philips Trees of peach Philip fruit Tomes of Philip Philip zones Philip barks and howls and groans to populate the thickening silence Philip silence and Philip pause Philip face distorting to punctuate the situation Philip ears and images What a handsome fatman Handsome boob Handsome vegetable Handsome meat I picture him and my mother talking from one hospital bed in Miami to another in San Francisco Two handsome cranks both sure how this miserable story would end

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