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The Holy Ranger Poems

On amazon.com, in reference to THE HOLY RANGER: HARLEY-DAVIDSON POEMS by Dr. Martin Jack Rosenblum, a reader from Florida wrote a Customer Review that gave the book's Ranger Evopoetic Poetry a Five-Star rating, which is the highest. Here is that unsolicited Review:

"Martin Jack Rosenblum in this collection conveys the thrill of owning and riding the pride of America - the Harley-Davidson. The reader also gets a glimpse of a childhood and a life in America's heartland, and frequently draws parallels between the modern biker and the horsemen of the old west. In the past, Harley lovers have fallen back on the old saw, "If I have to explain, you wouldn't understand" as a way to avoid putting words to something embraced so passionately".
Now they can say "Read Rosenblum; he explains ... and you will understand!"

Last updated June 4,2005.

Gibson Guitars On The Old Creek Bed

once I'd selected that
one with the fastest
neck & prettiest
spruce flat-top

I'd head for the ravines
behind my Appleton house

where there was a dried
creek dent in the dirt
& if there upon it
this axe shared
acoustic sustain with a
sparrow then it would go
to the gig: & this selection
of guitars still
can sing like a bird picking
at the old creek bed.


They Were (After Motorcycle Tour)

a Cardinal
sits on our
redwood table
next to the lilacs
with an abandoned
Robin's nest
chased away
they were
by this
dog who
can ask to go
out with the smile
of charity & who

will protect my daughters
with frozen terror that
even Robins cannot live
near in summer daughters

I say as the second shall

come this summer as
Molly Dvora to join
Sarah Terez
& this Cardinal who

will not give up the perch
shared by a mate too & the

dog realizes there is no good
challenge or that their calls
are not for territory just
for ease of flight
there is peace in the yard

:the grass shimmers
down the cherry tree moves
up &
I am

settling into Zazen
sitting right where

the dog must defecate
so in moving I meditate
in ecstasy with my scooper.


Harley And The Art Of Motorcycle Magnificence

do not give me any
of that Zen & some

art of motorcycle
maintenance stuff

:just ride your
bike & if it is

not a Harley-Davidson
then maybe you should

just affix it to where
the sun don't rise any

place except through
those rustholes upon

foreign designs stuck
out on American roads
.


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