Bosca Dubh

all my doors are open

Pull my daisy
tip my cup
all my doors are open
Cut my thoughts
for coconuts
all my eggs are broken
Jack my Arden
gate my shades
woe my road is spoken
Silk my garden
rose my days
now my prayers awaken

Pull My Daisy by Allen Ginsberg, Jack Kerouac, and Neal Cassady

After the funky “Sunflower Sutra”, I couldn’t help another Beat flower reference (there are so few; their interest in horticulture was limited largely to plants of a more . . . herbaceous? . . . quality).

If you’re casting about for something to do on this Sunday, August 19, have I got the event for you: my friend Arthur Ruckle has organized a benefit concert for Cate Cooper, who is in Arizona to have a pontine vascular malformation repaired. It will be held at Merlin’s Rest, the best pub on Lake Street, starting at 4 PM. For more details, download this PDF version of the Friends of Cate’s Brain flyer. And heck, while you’re at it, post it around your favorite coffee shops and tattoo parlors to help bring in a few more fans of music and brains.

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