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BEAUTY IS TRUTH: BOB DYLAN’S POEM TO JOANIE
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BEAUTY IS TRUTH: BOB DYLAN’S POEM TO JOANIE

  The pursuit of and definition of beauty has been one of the major concerns of poets throughout the ages. In perhaps his best known poem, Sonnet 18, Shakespeare asks if it is wise to compare the object of his love to a summer’s day, which despite all its glories will inevitably fade away. But...

POEM: 5 A. M.
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POEM: 5 A. M.

  5 A.M., night fades tiny words jump into space. Holes in the morning swallow the gap between mouth and opening mouth. Discordant music- The words meet in mid-air, Sharpened into dawn swords.   You lick your lips, they bleed.   I wish My tongue could cut so deep as yours   POETRY LINKS ALL...

PALE DEATH RETREATING: Symbolism, Metaphor and Metamorphosis in Changing of the Guards
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PALE DEATH RETREATING: Symbolism, Metaphor and Metamorphosis in Changing of the Guards

Hi again….. this was quite a challenge! Hope you enjoy!!! DETERMINED TO STAND: The Reinvention of Bob Dylan is available as a book, ebook or audio book ——————————————————————————– …A messenger arrived with a black nightingale…. Changing of the Guards, which opens 1978’s Street Legal is one of Bob Dylan’s richest creations. Each line throws out...

Extracts from DETERMINED TO STAND: The Reinvention of Bob Dylan
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Extracts from DETERMINED TO STAND: The Reinvention of Bob Dylan

 Hi folks!!! Here are a couple of extracts from my forthcoming book DETERMINED TO STAND: The Reinvention of Bob Dylan. The first extract recalls a live performance of Blind Willie McTell from a Martin Scorsese tribute show. In Determined to Stand my analyses of late period Dylan songs are interspersed with accounts of key live...

POEM: It
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POEM: It

The creature curled up next to my bed, Tightly wrapped in cracking skin, Sleeps with one eye open and waits For the time of night When we wrestle   I am a bag of bones. Knuckles crack, I shiver. The pillows are stones, The white sheets crack like ice cold Whispers catching breath   So...

BOB DYLAN: To Ramona – The Finishing End
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BOB DYLAN: To Ramona – The Finishing End

Hi folks…. Been a while since I posted regularly as I’ve been working hard on finishing my book DETERMINED TO STAND: The Reinvention of Bob Dylan. There will be some extracts from the book in the next blog My Bob Dylan podcast A HEADFUL OF IDEAS will also be going live soon. Watch this space!!!...

BOB DYLAN: Narrow Way
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BOB DYLAN: Narrow Way

…Straight is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life,and few there be that find it – King James Bible, Matthew 7;14 For this the Golden Sun the Earth divides And, wheel’d thro’ twelve bright signs, his chariot guides. Five zones the heav’n surrounds: the centre glows With fire unquench’d, and suns...

BOB DYLAN: Soon After Midnight
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BOB DYLAN: Soon After Midnight

THESEUS. Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour Draws on apace; four happy days bring in Another moon; but, O, methinks, how slow This old moon wanes! She lingers my desires, Like to a step-dame or a dowager, Long withering out a young man’s revenue. HIPPOLYTA. Four days will quickly steep themselves in night; Four nights...