milk from the moon

Here's another excerpt from the NYC journal,
from March 14, 1989:


The milkman's daughter watched him leave
in the cold dark morning. Across the sidewalks
and over rooftops, delivering the moon measured
into bottles.

The Tenant of the Baskervilles

Another relic from my year in NYC.
I wrote this note to my landlord when
rent was due and curiously chose to
save it all these years. My landlord Yuko
and her boyfriend were doppelgangers
of Yoko Ono and John Lennon. They
used to walk around Central Park and
create a stir. Was it art? I don't know.
But I am quite sure she was perplexed
by me signing off as "The Tenant of
the Baskervilles."

more NYC journal

Here's another excerpt from the NYC journal,
this time from early March 1989:


Going up in the elevator with me is a man who
saw Ella Fitzgerald sing at the Apollo. He is
trying to impress the woman next to him. When
the doors open and she leaves on the 3rd floor,
he calls after her, "Don't you know who
Chick Webb is?" I say I do, but he doesn't
answer. I can't believe after all these years
he's still using this as a pickup line, never
knowing it's become a mothballed movie theater.

New York City Journal

One of the new Good Deed Rain books
will feature the journal I wrote in NYC.
It was quite a surprise finding this relic.
Here's the entry from February 23, 1989:


Looking for a job in the sarcophagus,
questioned by a 2,000 year old mummy with a paunch.

4 score more

Been working to get 4 new books published
soon. Here's a mysterious clue to one of them.

Good Deed Rain's Ellusive Author

Good Deed Rain author
and publisher on the loose.

SUN RA

Remembering the great Sun Ra.
Many moons ago, I stood outside
the window of the Ballard Underground
to witness the Arkestra in full swing.
Right now listening to "Angels and
Demons At Play" record.