by erectus123
most obviously Leonard Cohen, whom I met years back in Ontario where he was doing a brief appearance singing a few of his poem. A big man and a great poet, If his efforts amount to a testicle then my puny efforts are pubic ( perhaps a hair). But even God can be criticized, check out the old testament i.e. Book of Job. Shortly there after Cohen moved into a monastery in Los Angeles, a sign of his discontent or mental problems. On a night off, I met with Lenny at a vegetarian restaurant in China Town, he seemed depressed, his marriage had fallen apart and he said he had not written a line in months. I suggested he write whatever came into his head but he insisted that for him the process of one small poem required rewrites for over a year; no wonder they are such gems. That was the last time I saw him, maybe he found out I stopped at a burger joint before meeting a long time lover late that night. We made love for the entire time Cohen's "Bird on the Wire" LP played.
in song and literally,,Chelse Hotel not withstanding, TK U MLJ LV NV