28 August 2007

For Ginsberg

War-child comes to mind
As you sit there on the stage
Did you really invent flower power
Or did flower power invent you

Your helper is turning the pages
You chant, sing and read
Alone you're still on that stage
Speaking of middle-aged queers

You practice the dharma
You are the philosopher
When we are almost forgetting
You remind us of what

You describe the ways of our times
You return inside yourself
Forgive us for not listening
Thank you for speaking out

(c) 15th Sep 2006 Uwe Bartsch. All rights reserved.







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And why Scotland...

In 1987 I was travelling around Europe when while in the South of France I came across a couple from Scotland. I liked them immediately and they said that I must go and visit the place. I didn’t even know where Scotland was, and I had absolutely nothing planned, so I said: “ok, why not, lets go and check the place out”. I didn’t go back to Germany for 5 years.

So, why Scotland, you may ask?... I think it’s the place, the people, the wilderness and all the things you just can’t find anywhere else. I love it!