Category Archives: edenbray MEMOIRS

BEAT MARCH ~ DEATH ROLL .. .

Posted on October 23, 2023 by edenbray

.. beat march – death roll .. . .. deep where mariah taxis tumbled blots and scribbles inkwell funnels when we were primary school kids in the yard and the wind blew cold forming icey puddles steam trains, wolf whistles … Continue reading →

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DEAD END STREET .. .

Posted on August 11, 2023 by edenbray

dead end street .. . There’s a crack up in the ceiling     and the kitchen sink is leaking’                                         … Continue reading →

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BRAY .. .

Posted on April 28, 2022 by edenbray

Bray .. . Born of a philosophy of stone carved in latin linguistics fashioned from Tuscan clay by the hands of a Michelangelo I bury my head in my hands the long fingers of Zeus pointing at my brow, discerning … Continue reading →

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ON ROAD THE 600 .. .

Posted on April 21, 2022 by edenbray

ON THE ROAD – HIGHWAY 600 .. . . .. and I am a painter shocking with a stanley brush or a stanley knife the truth is out and squirming two daisy flowers lie bruised on the concrete floor that … Continue reading →

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MULTIPLES .. .

Posted on March 25, 2022 by edenbray

Multiples .. . i met a boy once fresh of face   he was of a chubby stock and curled hair     not affected by drugs or any rock n’roll rhythm who ran naked to the sea for his … Continue reading →

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. .. WALKING IN THE CITY BY THE BAY .. .

Posted on February 22, 2022 by edenbray

. .. Walking in the city by the Bay! .. . On the rise to Haight   the sun never shines like it does in Frisco   in white strides and a tee   my girl and me she as … Continue reading →

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ME AND WALT WHITMAN .. .

Posted on October 15, 2021 by edenbray

Me and Walt Whitman .. . .. We grew out of Long Island, ManhattanIt is where my father died, I am not afraidto speak of it, my father wrote of Watergateme and Walt we wrote it down together Walt and … Continue reading →

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THE PAPER BOY .. .

Posted on September 27, 2021 by edenbray

.. The Paper Boy .. . .     …   …   …   .                   I had been a compulsive since I was seven    or was it seventeen?    we … Continue reading →

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O’ CAROL .. .

Posted on March 16, 2021 by edenbray

O’ CAROL I AM BUT A FOOL (the 1st kiss) .. Her name was Carol, of curly hair, a most happy disposition I am sure I had kissed other girls, even before the age of seven Gill who had a … Continue reading →

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NINETEEN .. .

Posted on January 8, 2021 by edenbray

NINETEEN .. . . Nineteen, I started writing when I was nineteen but that’s a lie The child became a man when he had learned to cry If I was nineteen today I might just long to die \.. . … Continue reading →

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