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Dean Baker

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About Me

Dean Baker
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I am totally and completely politically incorrect and I love it
All These Poems

All the poems, the notes,
songs shown and silent for now;
every single line and inspiration
muddled or divine are simply
words known and rearranged
Vowels conjugated and held
softly and often in my throat, my love
each one a wonder and surprise
each my call to you:
my song, my hallelujah of your name
©Dean Baker
Lived in England, Ireland, Italy, Greece, NYCity, California...
Polish/Ukrainian/Russian/Irish/Scottish background
DEAN J. BAKER was born in Toronto, divides his time between Toronto, countryside Ontario towns in that area of land affectionately known as 'Cowshit Valley', and a small coastal city in California. Member of Socan, has performed his songs and poems in Toronto and California, with tapes available; edited/co-wrote a children's book for Joe Rosenblatt; recipient of 2 unsolicited Ontario Arts Council awards; originated 'Poet's Corner' on Q107FM where he did live readings of his poems and prose poems; letters between himself and Irving Layton, who taught Leonard Cohen, and was nominated twice for the Nobel Prize for literature, on file at Concordia University for study by Honors' Graduate students; has over 300 poems and prose poems published since 1972 in over 130 literary publications in Canada, the USA, England, Australia, New Zealand, etc., such as Descant, Carleton Literary Review, Poetry WLU, The Prairie Journal, Freelance, Nexus, Bitterroot, Oxalis, Bogg, Aileron, RE:AL, Art Times, Pegasus, Impetus, On The Bus, and many others. More have been published in newspapers, magazines, online and in anthologies.

My Interests

yes, writing, playing guitar, piano.. literature, read all the classics, enjoy languages like Latin, ancient Greek, Italian.. the countryside, and Californicate!

I'd like to meet:

the passionate sensual intelligent woman who speaks to me and who gives me religion, as Van says

Music:

classical, rock'n'roll, singer/songwriters.. play guitar/piano every day Van Morrison, Bob Dylan, Eric Clapton

Movies:

horror, drama tied to actual events, documentaries

Television:

The Three Spooges, The SkidMARX Brothers, documentaries, a dose of the news

Books:

Henry Miller, ... classics.. Shakespeare's sonnets, Irving Layton's poems, Allen Ginsberg's America....

Heroes:

my father, my brother, me MyGen Profile Generator

My Blog

Be Seeing You

Be Seeing You It begins as a routine; but gradually, imperceptibly degenerates into despair: what was once so important neighbors could be murdered at the slightest provocation, or relatives impaled o...
Posted by Dean Baker on Mon, 01 Jan 2007 08:23:00 PST

Articulation

ArticulationI can't pretend to understandthe geographies; impossibleto comprehend unlesswe are sweepingacross the same land and seaOf what you do, or do notmean to me; in the daysto comebetween your n...
Posted by Dean Baker on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 06:02:00 PST

Laroe, With Grace and Style

Laroe, With Grace and Style I know I should be happy - my former best friend never keeps his word; nor apologizes, merely announceshis troubles are the reason. Then I met a woman I could like, and he ...
Posted by Dean Baker on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 05:50:00 PST

Ithacas

IthacasI will till and plough, let siftThe soil; demand fresh herbs,SuchAs coriander and thyme, beSoftly scented along your arms,at the base of your tendernessWhere you and I may talkTogether impatien...
Posted by Dean Baker on Sat, 30 Dec 2006 09:40:00 PST

Desserts

DessertsWho knows what I deserveOr don'tI leave that up to the actorsClimbing outYour bathroom window,Again and now, my dear©Dean Baker...
Posted by Dean Baker on Sat, 30 Dec 2006 09:37:00 PST

Passion, Flower

Passion,  FlowerYours and mine, our favorite then though you would not thinkof it this way; I do, imagining you opening your legsAs I discover who and how and say hey, can't you get that cop out ...
Posted by Dean Baker on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 06:19:00 PST

What Do We Know

What Do We KnowWhat do you and I know of love?The morning sings, there's the dove, andcoffee's on, but you're out of grace. Forget-me-not, you show your face, the flower's gone, not a trace of you, my...
Posted by Dean Baker on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 06:16:00 PST

Reap The Whirlwind

Reap The WhirlwindIt's coming, make no mistakeYou cannot see the elephant, feelThe ground shake, and say: I don'tSee any animal, that is an earthquake;Or maybe it's my bowels, yes thatMust be my mista...
Posted by Dean Baker on Thu, 28 Dec 2006 06:41:00 PST

Cleverness

ClevernessIt is you, who have ruinedyour life,with the comparisonsImpatience overworking,the elegies outworn:embarrassingThe aborted silence; eachwitness unborn: thispoem, and diminuation©Dean Baker...
Posted by Dean Baker on Thu, 28 Dec 2006 06:35:00 PST

Do Not Mistake Me

Do Not Mistake MeDo not think that I don't see youWhere you choose to hide invisiblyI recall you asked if you were crackingBefore you fell apart on meThis happens to everyone now and thenSome disguise...
Posted by Dean Baker on Wed, 27 Dec 2006 07:01:00 PST