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An Email from Charles Luden

Greetings:

I peeled these possible poetry book titles from my current notebook.  Probably won’t use them, but I enjoy thinking them up. 

Dogs in Pajamas

The Girl with Big Fingers
Space Rabbit
Dangerous Poems Ahead
Spark Driven Platypus
Sneezing in the Falling Snow
Truncated Metaphor
The Sons of Angela
Turd Ape
Penguination: The Art of Becoming a Penguin
A Tight Group of Colored Dots
 
Sincerely,
Charles Luden

St. Paul & the Broken Bones (w/a little Luden Photography)

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Charles Luden took these photos in Canton, SD in the 1970’s

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Poetry Club w/Charles Luden

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The beginning is where I began.

Began what?
That is the question.
I became.
I met a small frog named Lucy,
my first memory.
The stories have not ended yet.
Winter is very hard on my friend.
I’m enduring just fine.
My favorite poem has no words yet.
Please wait.
I think I can hum it backwards.
     
                  Charles Luden
                    Jan 8, 2015
             at Black Sheep Coffee

Photo Club w/Charles Luden

My poet & photographer friend, and all around artist sent me these photos today he took in San Francisco in 1976 when he visiting there (he previously lived there 1971-72).

San Francisco still remains my favorite city in the United States to visit.

San Francisco 1976

San Francisco 76

 

 

Poetry Club w/ Charles Luden

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At  The  Next  Table

 
She’s fingering her hair,
but is it real
Just a minute I’ll ask her.
Damn, she slapped me.
What’s that mean?
I still like her.
She has passion,
and a purple blouse.
 
                         Charles Luden
                                6-30-14
                          at Black Sheep

 

Poetry Club w/Charles Luden

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How will global warming affect the forthcoming nuclear winter?
Charles Luden • 3-19-14

Poetry Club w/ Charles Luden

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Poetry Club w/Charles Luden

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I woke up today in the morning.

Now I’m looking out the window.

The sky is blue; cars going by.

A man on the sidewalk nearly smiles;
Rubs his hands together.
A dog across the street barks.
The man flips the dog the finger.
I laugh and sip some coffee.
 
                 Charles Luden 1-25-14

Poetry club w/ Charles Luden

The Buddha didn’t have a snooze alarm
yet he woke up
Charles Luden • 10-11-13 • at Black Sheep

Poetry Club w/Charles Luden

Today’s Inquiry

If you don’t know how to do something,
do you still have to do it?

- Charles Luden  9-25-13