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Does anyone recognize this poem? I can't find any references to it in the database or anywhere.
It was tucked away inside an original script of Barfly that I bought from Scott Harrison. I'm guessing that Scott stuck it in there for me to find.Where is it from?
I was just looking at this again, and it doesn't match any of the typewriter samples, so dating it from this is difficult. I'm assuming the magazine typeset it. If they didn't, and that's just a copy of the manuscript, it's a much later poem, likely done on the computer (look at the 'g' - it isn't a typewriter font).If I had to guess when it was written, I'd say maybe late 60's / early 70's.
It seems that this poem was published in Open City No. 8, June 23-29, 1967 on page 9. The usual NoaDOM column ("god knows I am not too hippy, ...", collected in More Notes) was on page 5:Where is it from?