Go Ask Patti

Know this, Patti Smith, is not all yall's , cup of tea!
In fact she can not be confined to a cuppa.
This child of the universe, has led 10 lives, in this earthly one, and she is not done.
Singer, songwriter, poet, author, artist, and soul searching person. She has fascinated me, for decades.
I saw her sing, only once, and I do not even like her singing. However she had me in her spell, I hung on each word, and scream, uttered from that body and mouth.
Her appearance is minimal to a fault, she treads lightly.
I have read all of her books, and love her writing, she is just plain interesting, period.
This past Sunday there was a book review, from The Year of the Monkey by Patti Smith, in the paper.
I thought, wonder what they will say. I can not find the right words to describe anything about this 70 year old woman of the world. She says, Life is about perspective, even the most mundane circumstances.
Personal journeys, we all have a story to tell. Longing, Love, Grief, cautious Hope.( by Bryan Reesman's article) We have to surrender to her style and be inspired. ( wonderful review Mr. Reesman, I borrowed some of your words)

She was best friends and lover with Robert Mapplethorpe, for many, many years. Friends until his death. She was best friends and maybe lover with Sam Shepard, and with him when he lost his life to ALS.Ms. Smith is in the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame. Many book awards have come her way, in countries all over the world. She fascinates me, and her new book, continued us on a journey together in reading.
Here below are some of the highlighted pages from me.
         1. You could count on him for anything. Anything except staying alive.
         2.Thirst will cease to be thirst and wounds will cease to be wounds.
         3.nobody knew the stories left undone
         4. Twenty-four percent of the population had elected the worst of ourselves to represent the other
         5.post election paralysis claiming us all
         6. I sat in the center of my own disorder. ( this is in reference to Polaroid photos)
         7.The Game pf Havoc, an uppercase game with a lowercase deity
         8.Do not act like you have ten thousand years to live
         9. Sliding the box back into its place I feel strangely off-center, a moment of sorrow's vertigo
(Sorrow's Vertigo, lord have mercy, powerful)
         10. Not just shards of love, as Sandy would say, but the whole goblet
          11. dreading the deceptively antiseptic corridors and invisible bacterial zones, that trigger an instinct for self-survival and the overriding desire to flee!!( long sentence Patti, but your description of a hospital, is spot on)
  Thank you for telling your story in so many ways, and for being born in my time.
  I end October with many thoughts, about how fast the days are, and how important it is to put pen to paper.
  Your words, your story, you never know who you will touch, teach, guide, or discourage.
  Elijah Cummings, told his children and friends, " I won't let you fall."
  How wonderful to hear.
  Clocks, turn back on Saturday or Sunday AM.
  I will have so much work to do, to take me out of this darkness and cold weather.
  Don't worry, I will only share my good thoughts with you. ( You know that is not true, I will bitch and moan, all winter. Know that is comes with love from me to you!!)( oh heck, I don't know if that is totally true either, just surrender to my journey, Patti style.)