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Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 41
Sign: Aries

City: TOLEDO
State: Ohio
Country: US
Signup Date: 9/13/2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008 
Doug Draime
Los Angeles Terminal (Poems 1971-1980)
Covert Press 2008 (www.covertpress.com)
28 pgs
Reviewed by Jack Henry


    Before reading Los Angeles Terminal (Poems 1971-1980) I couldn't pick Doug Draime out of a poet line-up to save my sorry ass.  Blame that on my lack of being a true reader of the underground press.  Doug started out in the 60s and has been a part of the underground arena since.  I had no idea what I missed out on.
    Covert Press has put out another great chapbook in Los Angeles Terminal.  It does what a good chapbook is supposed to do:  it makes you hunger for more.  Doug Draime is a true poet, one of exquisite talent, insight and observation.  He is the bridge between the last Beats, Bukowski and modern writers.  He is the poet I want to be.
    When I first read this book I got pissed off.  There are poets that challenge me, poets that make me laugh and not in a good way, and poets that make me want to shove a sharpened pencil in my eye.  Doug made me get my sharpener out.
    Twenty-seven poems with acetylene focus outline a darker image of Los Angeles.  For those that live here you already know it's a shithole, after reading this book, others will find out.  But the color and life put into each line make the visit worthwhile.

    More than a few poems stick out.

    From Steak & Eggs Special, a haunting look at the search and fear of companionship in the big city.

        a girl in a leather dress
        a stranger
        sits down across from me in a booth
   
        you havin' the special?  she asked
        yeah    i say
        i am too    she says    but adds:
        separate checks ok?
        ok     i agree

    It ends w/a kicker.

        then she takes her shoe off
        & gently puts
        a slender
        black-nyloned foot
        against my crotch

    There is certain loneliness and longing in LA that Doug captures well.
  
    From All I knew About Her…

        I knew she
        chanted at a
        box she called
        an altar,
        words in Japanese,
        she didn't
        know the
        meaning of.
        I knew she
        feared the
        darkness &
        ran from the light.
        I knew, I knew,
        the sound of
        her tears.

    There's also a great deal of insanity in Los Angeles, which might be true of most cities, but in my travels I have never seen as many crazy people as I do here in LA.
    In A Night On The Boards Doug discusses the insanity of trying to get a beer and a sandwich, how reality can explode and mix w/the lunacy of survival.

        …Someone laughed as Mary spilled a
        pitcher of beer
        on her hot new satin dress.
        oh, jesus, i thought, all this shit
        for a couple of free beers
        & a sandwich?

    The last poem is perhaps the best, in my opinion.  Los Angeles Terminal:  After A Friend's Suicide Attempt.  It's a piece that harbors a sense of despair, a sense of detachment that is so common here.
  
        …What we thought were smoke singles
        (or whatever they were) have stopped
        and now there is only the smog.

    Indeed.

    If you are a slacker asshole like me that never read Doug Draime you need to change that right now.  Go to www.covertpoetics.com and buy this book.  It is well worth your money, and it will make you appreciate truly great writing.
9:46 PM
 
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[lol]Paulie
Yourboy Paulie

 
Thanks for making me aware.
I hope this evening finds you well.
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Posted by [lol]Paulie on Monday, November 17, 2008 - 1:45 AM
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