Honda Pavarotti

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Ken Dickinson

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Mar 27, 2013, 10:32:41 AM3/27/13
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Honda Pavarotti


I'm driving on the dark highway
when the opera singer on the radio
opens his great mouth
and the whole car plunges down the canyon of his throat.

So the night becomes an aria of stars and exit signs
as I steer through the galleries
of one dilated Italian syllable
after another. I love the passages in which

the rich flood of the baritone
strains out against the walls of the esophagus,
and I love the pauses
in which I hear the tenor's flesh labor to inhale

enough oxygen to take the next plummet
up into the chasm of the violins.
In part of the song, it sounds as if the singer
is being squeezed by an enormous pair of tongs

while his head and legs keep kicking.
In part of the song, it sounds as if he is
standing in the middle of a coliseum,
swinging a 300-pound lion by the tail,

the empire of gravity
conquered by the empire of aerodynamics,
the citadel of pride in flames
and the citizens of weakness
celebrating their defeat in chorus,

joy and suffering made one at last,
joined in everything a marriage is alleged to be,
though I know the woman he is singing for
is dead in a foreign language on the stage beside him,
though I know his chain mail is made of silver-painted plastic
and his mismanagement of money is legendary,
as I know I have squandered
most of my own life

in a haze of trivial distractions,
and that I will continue to waste it.
But wherever I was going, I don't care anymore,
because no place I could arrive at

is good enough for this, this thing made out of experience
but to which experience will never measure up.
And that dark and soaring fact
is enough to make me renounce the whole world
or fall in love with it forever.

- Tony Hoagland

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Kurt Heyl

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Mar 27, 2013, 11:01:56 AM3/27/13
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Yikes!
Its the old flip/flop I know so welll,
streched out as far as it can go,
like opposites locked in vibration,
forever tied together!
 
Thanks again and
Happy Birthday Ken
 
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Jai Conley

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Mar 27, 2013, 12:39:39 PM3/27/13
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Now that the secret? is out.....

Happy Birthday Ken.

You are a gift to all of us.

Jai

great poem, by the way, even for an Andrea Boccelli lover
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Rafael Edwards

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Mar 27, 2013, 1:50:00 PM3/27/13
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wow. I had an experience like that on the Bay Bridge once, thirty some years ago. 2 puffs from a joint did the trick.
great poem. Maybe someone can take it to the blues....

2013/3/27 Ken Dickinson <kdick...@aol.com>

Fernando Aranguiz

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Mar 27, 2013, 2:40:30 PM3/27/13
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Truly a different poem. Very complex and great!
Thanks

Lauren de Boer

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Mar 27, 2013, 3:15:46 PM3/27/13
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Happy birthday Ken! This poem really sings! Great one…

Lauren

Mary

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Mar 27, 2013, 6:03:11 PM3/27/13
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Ken, happy birthday. Each day you gift us with your amazing choice of poetry. Thank you, thank you. 

May this year be quite wonderful.

Mary


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