Monday, September 18, 2017

She's Been There All the Time & a Drawing from the Placitas 1969 Jelly Roll Refried Bean Bag

Placitas 1969 Jelly Roll Refried Bean Bag Contents

This 11 by 17 inch broadside is part of the Placitas 69 Jelly Roll Refried Bean Bag assembled by Curt Fiedler and distributed free, all separate printed sheets rolled up in a cardboard tube . . . all of which I hope to present online . . . this is my contribution . . . 


This ink drawing by Lenore Goodell was part of the "Refried Bean Bag." I put a border around it only to give evidence of the irregular bottom edge. 1968.

Stay tuned, much more from this phenomenal non-edited and printed compilation by Kurt Fiedler
appears soon!
larry goodell / placitas, new mexico


Sunday, August 27, 2017

The President

"The President" is the 10th poem in The Staff of Ometeotl. I presented The Staff in the library of the University of Connecticut as part of our tour. In 1973 Stephen Rodefer and I read in numerous cities traveling in my little Datsun station wagon with my wife Lenore and my son Joel. George Butterick generously used this poem and the drawing by Lenore Goodell in this handsome 8" by 16" broadside.






Setup drawing for presentation of "The Staff." The 12 poems hang on cottonwood staves and are read through entirely.

Mollycoddle's apron which is donned for the reading of "The President."



Cloth backing for the poem, with burst balloons from past performances and the hanging sawtooth snout that is used to burst the 2 balloons at end of poem.


I appreciate the late George Butterick's interest in our work in setting up the reading performance and thank Lenore for the drawing and the University of Connecticut for this broadside.

larry goodell / placitas, new mexico / 27aug2017

Monday, August 21, 2017

Song - My Father is a New Man - from Brother, by Larry Goodell


holder and "sun" with willow rays
larry goodell

SONG (text only)

my Father is a New Man
he sings forth out of the Haunches      of the Old Woman
his great-great-great-great Grandmother



I come again

with one glance

I burn the suits off yr Flesh

you walk before me gray & metallic
I burn the suits off yr Flesh

because it is the person NEXT to you      who 1 renew,
& come down in      the Person who Speaks

Everyone in this ring KNOWS whose suits are burnt OFF
whether they know it or not      knows they are burnt off

& I proceed to enter the air      evade procedures
I am the air & the source of the sun
which rests solidly       on the haunches
of yr great-great-great-great-great Grandmother

believe you me She is moving me
or maternal mover in the spring
comes down in autumn-winter        to bring me back
or she started moving me or I started moving her
in the first place.



my Father is a New Man
he sings forth out of the Haunches      of the Old Woman
his great-great-great-great Grandmother



SONG (My Father Is A New Man)    (items for performance)


















   (on back of sun disk so it can be read while holding it & moving)

walk to sun disk, forearms crossed right over left, grasp it
my Father is a New Man
moving the disk slowly out of the ring
he sings forth out of the Haunches      of the Old Woman
his great-great-great-great Grandmother
continue moving the disk W, rt elbow lifting over the top of it 
body turning to follow it W
I come again
moving toward picture on W wall
with one glance
I burn the suits off yr Flesh
you walk before me gray & metallic
I burn the suits off yr Flesh
backing off from picture
because it is the person NEXT to you      who 1 renew,
turning with the disk, to face N
& come down in      the Person who Speaks
moving back to center of room while continuing to face N 
Everyone in this ring KNOWS whose suits are burnt OFF
whether they know it or not    
knows they are burnt off
stand still
& I proceed to enter the air      evade procedures
I am the air & the source of the sun
which rests solidly       on the haunches
of yr great-great-great-great-great Grandmother
start moving E
believe you me She is moving me
moving E
or maternal mover in the spring
comes down in autumn-winter        to bring me back
or she started moving me or I started moving her
placing sun disk in  ring, rt forearm over left
in the first place.
let go and stand
my Father is a New Man
he sings forth out of the Haunches      of the Old Woman
his great-great-great-great Grandmother

larry goodell / placitas, new mexico

This poem piece is part of Brother which I put together in 1970.
I have put all of Brother on Issuu the best I can. Please look here. This piece is on pages 50-51.
It immediately led to my Ometeotl Trilogy (still stubbornly unpublished). Much of the Trilogy can be found on my Youtube Channel.


Saturday, July 8, 2017

Free Speech Poetry


Free speech poetry is in almost every locality. It’s at odds or even oblivious to traditional national or international poetry. It bypassed the throttling mumblings of socalled "language poetry." And it remains concurrent with the formalism of MFA poet teachers poetry, but it has slammed in and out of slam renewing the Ginsberg/New American Poetry Revolution which continues on.

Free speech poetry is vital in its reading performance lead, more in larger towns and cities of course. Publish on demand services such as Createspace bring books out from individuals and cooperative friends as well as established presses. Locality ignites poets because of the living availability of readings therein.

The vitality of readings across most towns is spread by email and social messaging. Open readings and/or featured readers attract poets, would be poets and friends. At this point almost every poet can have a book or new book to sell and trade with others. Proliferation of poetry books by poets themselves assures locality even when poets go places and explore the network of other non establishment poets. The locality of publication is the result of being ignored by both the East and West Coast publisher and university establishments, the longstanding lack of interest made even worse in financially strained times.

All poetry is local when you get down to it. And worthy of celebration in America 2017.

larry goodell / placitas, new mexico / 8Jul2017

Monday, May 15, 2017

Mimeo Handouts Bromige and Coolidge Vancouver Poetry Conference 1963


I did take pictures of many items before they got shipped off to NY and then to Yale. At the "Festival" we attendees had poems mimeographed for the instructors: in my case, Charles Olson, Allen Ginsberg and Robert Creeley. I sent my (maybe) complete set of mimeos off to the sequestered archive world. These were legal size. Thanks Dave & Clark . . .

larry goodell / placitas, nm

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Thank You Meredith Rice


Photograph of Meredith Rice's last painting. Sent to me by Sonia and Neil Nelson, thank you. It is called "Transformations." From her Healing Cancer series.


Meredith Rice 1945-2012
birthday postcard collage from Meredith Rice


beleagered collage residing in our kitchen for years serving as a kind of protector
by Meredith Rice



damaged pastel and line drawing by Meredith Rice - nevertheless evocative . . .


three friends (thank you Sandra Feldman & on the right is Sonia Nelson)


(I hope to scan and present all of this little booklet made by Mereditn, 
a gift for the birth of my son)

Thank you Meredith Rice
for a beautiful decorated collaged Constant Comment tea box gift in 1968

I wrote the above as a thank you. I regret to say I no longer have the box-gift.

Letter from Meredith, April 1976



finally, here is the poem I wrote for the Marriage of Meredith Rice and Bill Pearlman

love to all, and in memory and accomplishment, Meredith's warm and colorful and generous work and life . . . . thank you, larry

Thursday, March 16, 2017

Eye of the Lizard from 2 pages in Notebook #8 1969 - Larry Goodell

Eye of the Lizard


under the old cottonwood tree
down in the arroyo


.dirt & seeds over my legs & loins
.lizard, probably a baby
Come here.          (he did)
gentle talk
his eye
I sat down
he didn’t move.
eye within eye, cunt.
I’ve seen/communicated with you before!

(in vision of the Eagle’s
eyes - one at a time -
seeing inside the Eagle’s vision
first one side then the other
that was the vision – could be repeated
endlessly.

the Vision shapes up & allows the tiny birds to digress

sat in dirt
Hello, how are you?            (to the Lizard)
Please answer my questions.

Yes    –   Yes   –   Yes

I piss.

The eye & the me.
(inside looking out)


larry goodell / placitas, nm / hertford ranch / 28Apr69




As I'm working back through notebook jottings, now back to 1969 and this notebook . . . it seems necessary to get the writing at least onto the computer . . . and although it will be difficult, maybe impossible, then whisk all the notebooks, "bible" of my life, off to the archives . . . love to all, larry.

Monday, January 2, 2017

Two gift bunches of new poems!

My selection from July of 2016 when I was guest editor.
And Phil Garrison's from December when he was guest editor.

My selection is from July of 2016 and Phil Garrison's selection is from December.

Worthwhile presentations here, I think. And thanks to Halvard Johnson for inviting so many to guest edit, one editor per month - great idea!

                            Thank you to all, larry

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