by marc frucht photo by jake
these poems are from a ChapBook I published
in the '90s called "I Slurp My Coffee."
I hope you have as much fun reading them
as I did making them.
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Poems For Roberta Blackgoat
by marc frucht photo by jake
these poems are from a ChapBook I published |
Journal Poem 21
Ram Dass and Denny's Dishwashers, Driving to Santa Fe. Hindi Hostel, Dine. A humungus stirfry. Hotsprings, headaches & Hindu hippies in a hogan. Dayglow Daisy's on a bus. Hootenany Green! Hibernating a Hurt shoulder; pickup hitchers: Duck & Lizabeth Santa Fe to Boulder. A Cochiti drum shucking corn all day. Frybread and honey, a des(s)ert of Pottery. Shards of southwest. Directory assistance, gas, Grapefruit and pomegranite In Hotevilla, Arizona. Red clay on a Black Mesa face. This particular medicine man Is a blind woman. She's quite Hard of hearing too & very aged. Canyons make great ampitheatres FM drops right out though. Wonder Is my guitar the only music this Canyon's heard in centuries? Mutton, noodles and potatoes in A broth & bluecorn frybread with Coffee. Out of honey; almost the Breakfast of champion Sheepherders. 
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Must read. - Brenda Norrell's "Big Mountain To Baghdad" Ruffled not only Peabody Coal's feathers, but Bechtel's and assorted others! |
 
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Please listen to Martha Redbone's, Klee Benally's and Mark Dyken's songs as often as you can. They rawk!!! |
JOURNAL POEM 22
Army, the only place I know Where ladies room's nothing More than a men's room with The urinals duct-taped shut. Cedar wood and mud warm and Cozy... toasty dry despite Winter under and above clay. How do you reclaim a uranium Mine?!? City park? Golf - Course?? Sod farm??? Coffee and a warm sweetroll At Tuba City Truck Stop. If your herb garden grows Slow and late it's a thyme delay. Did you know that "wonton" Spelled backwards is "not now?" What d'ya call a whatchamacallit Shop? Just that. Last All-Hallows-Eve the baby Sitter went as a leather mouse What're you?? I'm a mud bog. Or was that a ground hog? Tse Bonito and Window Rock... Ancient tourist traps... Oraibi... the oldest... Taos, Tuscon, or Taylor... Which is trendier? Electric cello: like Woodie Guthrie Walking into Karaoke nite at Lulu's Luscious Locust, 14th and Ave. X. C&W music in a major way... Conway Twitty's where I get Off this ride. & change channels. 6-Foot Wedgie plays a gig at The Russian Lady restaurant. Que concept... like cranberry nut Frybread. Paul Harvey is like the Faded fotocopy of Will Rogers. Woke up with either pigsnot and Venom, vim and vinegar or Just A whole bunch of vigorous Vitality. Or was it just the Vidal Sassoon??? Homemade blood sausage. Takes guts To eat. Taste good, like a tender Spinach leaf. I'd try anything Once... that was my once, like a Sliced intestine full of leftovers. If squash is 1 of the 3 sisters, She must be the short one. Bacitracin can't compete w/ pinon pine sap. And JC Penier, clothier to the Mallrat knows nothing of KMarticus, The bluelight king of Upholstry; Neither knows thing of braintanning. 
So Navajo Nation's only radio stationPlays hit kicking country. Western. You know you need a bath when The sheep won't let you in the pen If even 2 let them out. |
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Click here to hear the song I've dedicated to Roberta
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Pictures of Jenin and Nablus are just as indicting, by the way. View one more quicktime movie about that, thanks to Sarah who along with her sister Emily documented enough to have you on the edge of your seat for days.
(OK, hours. But you get my drift...) |
JOURNAL POEM 23
Pomegranite.
Does anger have taste?
Car's down 'til roads clear.
December the freezin' season.
2-8 a.m. only good times to drive;
Least bit of thaw slides you
Off-road.
Big Mountain, thrown off a horse;
Hauling water & hay for the elders.
Fixing hay shack, chopping wood.
VW microbus' 1st gear freezes stuck.
'Til 10am or so. (so cold & dry.)
Jan. 7, 1992. 9am. Lamb born to
The sheep who looks like Don King.
Denny makes coffee for wider eyes;
And 85th monkey follows the wind
Pondering the 4 directions. Red,
White, yellow and black; Nevada,
Mexico City, Washington, or Spain.
James buys Edensoy in Winslow's
Art Colony Fish Hatchery Homeless
Veterans Shelter. Vanilla's good;
Original's not. Run cooperatively
Sells bikes and skateboards too.
Customary cleaning woodstove each
Sunrise. Ash is for the outhouses
Always keep hot water on in case
Company comes. And the door key
Hangs from lower branch of a tree.
What's yellow, black and white?
Uranium.
Headache and much noise. "Don't herd
The sheep near the uranium wash,"
Auntie says, "makes them act wild."
Well, you would too if you had those
Headaches.
Told my guardian angels are spiders,
Whales, porcupines, buffalo, crows,
Badgers, turtles, bats & dolphins.
Roasted pinons; like chestnuts the
Size of roasted coffee beans.
"Nova" means food in Hopi."O" is yes in Navajo. "Ba" is bread. Go figure. So what's red, white, yellow and black? Pomegranite in a wash full of Uranium. |
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Here are a couple/few guestbook entries... |
Date: 2002-05-10 04:32:40 Alyssa Schweda ( eMaIl@aDdReSs / no homepage) wrote: Hey I know you don't know me but I had the honor of being her great grand child and was very proud. She died April 23 and I would like to thank you for your poems.
Date: 2002-04-25 05:10:06 |
JOURNAL POEM 24
Cappuccino. Monkey and Bull make meal of Pomegranite, potatoes, pineapple & peppers. LL Zamenhof worked Pepsi's graveyard Shift til the day he died. Poetic. Death not for lack of irony. For growing calamity, asks Esperanza, Does one need fertilizer? Removes tongue from cheek. 1477. Chris visits Iceland inquiring As a wannabe Portugese picking up Waterfront gossip of "the NewFound Lands." Looks like Lawnmower Man on valium. Vacation - Grape Cod. Dwelling on payola, Punkrock, and plasma in Adobe Abode. Hystorically, a bladder bag full of bull. Mother Earth, you are beaux, bela, belle, Beautiful - Where's Dr. Esperanto When you NEED him?? Peabody Coal purchases Cavenham Forest for a copper penny. Mrs. Farthing leaves a pie on her porch for The plutonium miners. Make mine a strip so Rare IT'S STILL IN THE GROUND. Spineless as a Portugese Man O'War, now if That ain't the scumm calling the scummsucker scummy. Sage tea makes sore throat to merely a wet Groggy flemmy thing; yet Dire Wolf offers 12-page thesis on Yak semen. Can God hear you in a Hindu Ashram? "Yes," yells Yayo. She's 12 and SMARTER than you. Fiesta. Laguna March 19, 1992 They say you'll be led by children. Haiku: Zuni Moisture Dance Mudhead Kachinas - Laura, Yayo, HasKey Tso. Sweatlodge. Madrid, NM 2 FAS children flying a kite. Filthy fake fony false hair follicles Now fact thanks to Rogaine. Or was that Reagan?? Nancy's war-on-drugs: Rhymes with moron thugs. Open Mike is playing at the Chez What Cafe. Who IS this Open Mike? Just some honest Joe? Stench fries and fillet of potatoes at The Full Spoon Cafe. And Bo Diddley's cook wears wine-red Dingos pouring sherry in Mrs. Farthing's Chowder. Pampa, TX. Letting go of Police Brutality - Release, relax, relief. 2:30 a.m. Katy reads poetry for tips at the Omaha Greyhound. Makes 2-bucks on "Bernalilo Blues." Mytho-philosophical street poems. How do they make coffee in Nowata? Strong - same as Coffeeville. Trivia question: who's face on $5 Foodstamp?? Thomas Jefferson or Johnny Cash? Movado watch with moon minute hand, I straddle the corner of Florence & Normandy contemplating cops. A house full of cat-tails never falls; And Medina pours Mecca a 20 oz. cup of Mocha java. |
This section's called: "All things Roberta." Just everything I could find all over the net that other people have put about her. Til I have a chance to explore each page I'll just have the clickables on the words you see here. [signed, marc] |
Read Johnny Rustywire, for sure. You'll LOVE it.
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