Hey all,
I have the poem The Last Verse That Nobody Knows published in the fall issue of the Dead Mule School of Southern Literature which includes my bio. To skip the bio click here.
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Be Not Inhospitable to Strangers 
Congratulations. An excellent poem. It seems there are some verses from the version posted below on the blog not in the Mule piece, but they seem to be of a piece. Are these parts of a longer poem?
I didn’t skip the bio. Wanted to learn about you. As for the poem, it resonated with me like the blues itself, which since 1963 has been a great love of mine; but adding to that the feel of where the blues comes from: the hopelessness or not much hopefulness of certain places. From the Delta came the blues and spread everywhere, just as reggae came from maybe Kingston slums, like Trenchtown, where the music itself is the hope.
scot!!! that was an excellent poem!! thanks for linking to it as it was definitely worth the click,,, i loved it!!!!
congratulations, i enjoyed the poem, excellent rythm
WBG
maybe another revision or just another poem–I had a short series of the blues poems
Congratulations Scot, your poem is just right for a magazine of southern literature, and your bio goes very well with it too. I thought it was funny, all those references to mules in your life.
And what a poem. You bring out the sadness and injustice of life as we know it in the US, but seasoned with the blues that brings out the best of us too. A real gritty, honest poem, just perfect for these times.
ya’ll
thank you for the kind words
How the hell did I miss this one???? Congratulations, brother! I’m so proud of you. Are your ears ringing? They should be, because I keep harping about you to everybody I know in “the biz.” I present you with an Honorary Southern Certificate. This is one of my favorite poems of yours. It rocks!