An entry today in honor of Patti Smith on her 64th birthday, in the name of poetry, in the name of art, in the name of rock ‘n roll, in the name of Rimbaud, Dylan, Ginsberg, Joyce, in the name of New York, in the name of Paris, in the name of no in-betweens, in the name of timeless decades come and gone, in the name of work, in the name of motherhood, in the name of people have the power, in the name of inspiration, in the name of night and day, in the name of desire, in the name of telling it like it is, in the name of listening to your heart, in the name of love.
I’ll say thanks. And offer a bow.
Happy Birthday, Patti Smith
About the Author: zenscribe
Enseignante Zen et poète, Sensei Amy “Tu es cela” Hollowell est née et a grandi à Minneapolis, aux Etats-Unis. Arrivée en France en 1981 pour étudier la littérature et l’histoire, elle y est restée, s’installant à Paris, où elle élève ses deux enfants et gagne sa vie en tant que journaliste.
The Zen teacher and poet Amy “Tu es cela” Hollowell Sensei was born and raised in Minneapolis, but came to France in 1981 to study literature and history and has lived in Paris ever since, raising her two children and making a living as a journalist.
Thanks Peter.
No waste of time. Her book is a beauty. Like an immaculate dispatch from a time and place that is no more, alas. But she somehow seems to still embody it today. A grown-up punk chick poet with an amiable hag’s defiant head of wild hair.