E. Martin Pedersen’s Comments
Camping with Charlie: A particularly sentimental poem, from at least twenty years ago. Different, I suppose, from so much poetry nowadays based on cleverness and obscurity. If poetrys a treasure hunt, dont make the clues too hard.
Being Chased: I saw a pack of these wild African dogs (Lycaon pictus) in a zoo, and they permanently creeped me out. Otherwise pure paranoia.
I AM THE URGE: A power chant, for mountain-top screaming, use as needed. Written at U.C. Santa Cruz.
Surprised by joy, impatient: Title from Mr. Wordsworth, about sex, perhaps.
Am I breathing gas?: A dream, told as is. But you knew that.
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