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Joe Said
I met him in a small pub. He had the busiest irises I've seen.
He traveled around all the time; was staying in the landlord's B'n'B
above the pub, and most nights he'd play his guitar and sing.
Landlord didn't mind, in fact, quite the opposite. The man was gold.
People were coming from everywhere to hear him,
but the guitar was homemade, and the lyrics were weird, man;
never rhymed. I remember a chorus that everyone seemed to know:
The sheep have no names in the dark
You can't have a home with no name
You can't have a home with no name
So I'll name the sheep that are knockin' tonight
I'm sure half the people in the pub had never heard the song
but sang along like they had. We got drinking and talking.
His name was Joe, and we got wrecked quickly --
even when his legs could hardly carry him
he could still flick a cigarette into his mouth and light it,
and not his beard. He told me he was Jesus, and he told me this
with his eyes as fierce as a last-man-alive's --
I couldn't even laugh. All I could say, was that his complexion
seemed a little paler than expected.
We left the pub, and he coaxed me to the brothel down the road.
I told him I've a woman at home. He told me,
that love is only ever an excuse and never a reason, and just because
it exists, doesn't mean it's real. He said, ideas like love
and fear can steal a person's soul. Whores are an honest con.
Said what scares him the most, is the absolute opposite of aloneness.
After forty-five minutes of waiting, and ignoring women,
Joe came down the stairs with a satisfied grin.
Told him he took a while; laughed and told me she took a while,
that he only ever puts his head between their legs.
He then started singing about souls in holes, and if we knew,
these women would be gold. Sang we're just empty suitcases.
Stayed away from that pub after that. People like Joe
always seem to cause conflict; probably the reason
he moves around. For three weeks after that night
I spent much of my time with my head
between my woman's legs. I found nothing.
Either she was soulless, or Joe was as crazy as he appeared.
She loved me for it, nonetheless.
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Re: Joe Said
13th Jun 2013 1:42pm
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13th Jun 2013 1:52pm
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13th Jun 2013 2:05pm
'like'*
it all, mate......
*(has 'like' likely lost it's per'posed Meaning in greatgrand Cyber Era?--juslike IIIIIIII thought?)
it all, mate......
*(has 'like' likely lost it's per'posed Meaning in greatgrand Cyber Era?--juslike IIIIIIII thought?)
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13th Jun 2013 2:13pm
Don't think words like like and love ever had much weight, but definitely less nowadays. Facebook's killing us, man. DU, too.
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13th Jun 2013 3:47pm
ythink?
ithink they mighta thought that when wee in'vented paper, or
maybe it was ink.....
Farceboo/DUP....if no'thing else,GREAT ve'hicles for paradoxymoronic selfparody...unintentional for most of it's inhabitants---makeshit even mo'worthywhile!!!
ithink they mighta thought that when wee in'vented paper, or
maybe it was ink.....
Farceboo/DUP....if no'thing else,GREAT ve'hicles for paradoxymoronic selfparody...unintentional for most of it's inhabitants---makeshit even mo'worthywhile!!!
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Anonymous
13th Jun 2013 4:23pm
This reminded me a little of the old Hitchhiker shows, just the vibe and general "offness" of Joe. (The Hitchhiker was kind of like The Twilight Zone, but produced in the '80's.)
Anyway, you have a unique narrative here, Dan. I enjoyed it. Big brownie points from me for originality.
Anyway, you have a unique narrative here, Dan. I enjoyed it. Big brownie points from me for originality.
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13th Jun 2013 9:05pm
Glad you got the odd/offness, Aish. It was certainly meant to hold some irrealism, and hopefully, wonder. I wrote a smaller poem before with a similar idea of crossing margins of reality and the strange. Same narrative, too.
Anyone can write about anything, but I have to feel something under my skin to get it to work on a page. With this idea, I had that feeling inside me that you described, and only hoped I could project a small piece of it on to the page, so your comment is a big smile for me. Thank you.
Anyone can write about anything, but I have to feel something under my skin to get it to work on a page. With this idea, I had that feeling inside me that you described, and only hoped I could project a small piece of it on to the page, so your comment is a big smile for me. Thank you.
Re: Joe Said
13th Jun 2013 5:25pm
this is more golden than gold dust or any twixt the legs treasure. and im so pissed off that this talent is yours and not mine
as far as facebook goes: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mA37cb10WMU
as far as facebook goes: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mA37cb10WMU
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13th Jun 2013 9:14pm
Whoever was manning that camera is a wanker. Was that a lotus head in there?
You are talented in ways I'm not. Thank you, grinny.
You are talented in ways I'm not. Thank you, grinny.
Re: Joe Said
13th Jun 2013 10:01pm
I love it!
Better than an ideal way of explaining the art of having a temple.
It's a beautiful piece.
Better than an ideal way of explaining the art of having a temple.
It's a beautiful piece.
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13th Jun 2013 10:09pm
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13th Jun 2013 10:56pm
I can't even tell you how much this meant to me. but i will try. not many men come across as good men ... to me... but who am i to judge? i am a whore. reguardless of your daily life decisions or what you do to pass time or consume i truly respect you as a man a poet and a guide to the soul of what a good man comes across to me. thank you for being so honest and raw yet so tastefully classy.. i appreciate it. bows sir.
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14th Jun 2013 8:22am
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14th Jun 2013 5:07am
Alptraum you sly man. This trickster/ fool is jut downright Shakesperian. He weaves his fool magic, spins his fool truth, intoxicates the minds for love and merriment, and equal prts of folly. At the same time it's a good pub tale. Something in between Fear and Loathing and Narcissus and Goldmund. There I dropped more names at the foot of your poem than I'm comfortable with in retrospect.
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14th Jun 2013 8:28am
It's ok, man. You dropped 'em too deep for me to notice. Just smoke and mirrors, Steve, though I know a hundred Joes.
Thank you for your presence, Herr Bragg.
Thank you for your presence, Herr Bragg.
Re: Joe Said
14th Jun 2013 1:24pm
I have read this many times Mr. A.
I haven't had a thing worth jotting down in comments.
still don't.
Love the thing, and yes, many a Joe are afoot.
Something in this Joe's lyrics sings so true.
good shit man
I haven't had a thing worth jotting down in comments.
still don't.
Love the thing, and yes, many a Joe are afoot.
Something in this Joe's lyrics sings so true.
good shit man
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14th Jun 2013 11:35pm
No need to jot down; more than happy with what you said already, man.
Cheers for getting through it, lb.
Cheers for getting through it, lb.
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14th Jun 2013 3:38pm
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14th Jun 2013 11:36pm
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Anonymous
14th Jun 2013 6:46pm
Was there any particular art to your line breaks beyond typographical symmetry, because otherwise you could easily get away with making this fully prose. That said, it does work as a poem, and I kind of like that it exists in a happy hinterland between both mediums.
It's a good story which solves the problems your previous fictions have had: it's subtle without being too vague, it has a neat narrative structure, and it contains in Joe a unique, intriguing human. "Joe Said" reminds me of Nadine Gordimer's statement that the short story is the form for our age, and that it is "where contact is more like the flash of fireflies, in and out, now here, now there, in darkness. Short-story writers see by the light of the flash; theirs is the only thing one can be sure of - the present moment."
I liked your story immensely. Thank you for the read, Dan.
It's a good story which solves the problems your previous fictions have had: it's subtle without being too vague, it has a neat narrative structure, and it contains in Joe a unique, intriguing human. "Joe Said" reminds me of Nadine Gordimer's statement that the short story is the form for our age, and that it is "where contact is more like the flash of fireflies, in and out, now here, now there, in darkness. Short-story writers see by the light of the flash; theirs is the only thing one can be sure of - the present moment."
I liked your story immensely. Thank you for the read, Dan.
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14th Jun 2013 11:42pm
Ah, Jack. Was too short for a story, and I didn't want to stretch it into one because I think the magic is in its density.
I've used this type of narrative a few times now, and lately in a story, too. I didn't let Joe physically in the story, just kept him in the narrator's memories and thoughts.
I've been reading far too much about writing lately, but that's a great quote. Thanks,
and cheers for the praise, Jack.
I've used this type of narrative a few times now, and lately in a story, too. I didn't let Joe physically in the story, just kept him in the narrator's memories and thoughts.
I've been reading far too much about writing lately, but that's a great quote. Thanks,
and cheers for the praise, Jack.
Re: Joe Said
19th Jun 2013 10:34am
Mr A... finally found some time during daytime to read this (tried late at night, and couldn't give it the concentration it deserved - no, that is not a hint for "it sent me to sleep," so hush.)
This for me, is the elusive bit of magic:
"He told me he was Jesus, and he told me this
with his eyes as fierce as a last-man-alive's --
I couldn't even laugh. All I could say, was that his complexion
seemed a little paler than expected."
There are other bits of sparkle too, but I'm happy just having them swirl around without pinpointing them. The magic/sparkle metaphor is my clumsy attempt to describe that something that holds the reader...
Thanks for the story, enjoyed it.
This for me, is the elusive bit of magic:
"He told me he was Jesus, and he told me this
with his eyes as fierce as a last-man-alive's --
I couldn't even laugh. All I could say, was that his complexion
seemed a little paler than expected."
There are other bits of sparkle too, but I'm happy just having them swirl around without pinpointing them. The magic/sparkle metaphor is my clumsy attempt to describe that something that holds the reader...
Thanks for the story, enjoyed it.
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30th Jun 2013 8:25pm
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Anonymous
29th Jun 2013 8:57pm
Very interesting story, and a very
unique way you weave and capture
spells with words, conjure up
the real with fantasy. This story
had a whimsical feel, yet also
a searching, for ol' Joe and the
other male character..life and
temptations, a mix of the wise
gives it a good balance....very
well written:)
Reminds me of a old folktale
or something, a lesson learned...
unique way you weave and capture
spells with words, conjure up
the real with fantasy. This story
had a whimsical feel, yet also
a searching, for ol' Joe and the
other male character..life and
temptations, a mix of the wise
gives it a good balance....very
well written:)
Reminds me of a old folktale
or something, a lesson learned...
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30th Jun 2013 8:28pm
Always a lesson somewhere. Usually well hidden. Cheers for the comment, AD.