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Poetry Club w/Chuck Luden


Early  Morning  Report

I just got a spam message from Dorothy Boom.

To avoid a real boom I deleted it unread like maybe blue.

Yep, it’s gone down some dark drain on my screen’s left.

Will never know Dorothy’s real noise or true color,

a special time perhaps missed only imagined.

Charles Luden • 03-28-15 • at Black Sheep

Photography Club w/Charles Luden



Charles Luden, Self-Examination


Photo, 1979 by Mike Greenlee


The danger of self examination is that you may find something even if you don’t know what you’re looking for.  So I decided to stop looking and just do stuff.  I’ve always been good at entertaining myself.  Each day I get up, feed the birds, then have a waffle covered with plum or blackberry jelly for breakfast.   After I clear the table I place a blank sheet of drawing paper in the center.  I stare at it for several minutes imagining a fantastic painting I would like to create.  If this goes on for 20 minutes or more, I’ll take out my notebook and write a poem about this fantastic imaginary art piece.  
Charles Luden
March 1, 2015

Poetry Club w/Charles Luden

Luden riding the pine in ’79
My  History  in  Medicine 
I can supply pretend medications
for your pretend maladies 
if you pay me pretend money.
I’m a pretend doctor.
             Charles Luden
             at Black Sheep

A Blast from the past

Chuck always keeps a copy of all of his correspondence,

Interview Mag letter


An Email from Charles Luden


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
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



Poetry Club w/Charles Luden


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


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
                          at Black Sheep