The Hammock Papers: Lyle Lovett, "Bears"

18 September 2017

Lyle Lovett, "Bears"

Steven Fromholz poetry ...

Some folks say there ain't no bears in Arkansas

Some folks never seen a bear at all

Some folks say that bears go around eating babies raw

Some folks got a bear across the hall

Some folks say that bears go around smelling bad

Others say that a bear is honey sweet

Some folks say this bear's the best I ever had

Some folks got a bear beneath their feet

Some folks drive the bears out of the wilderness

Some to see a bear would pay a fee

Me I just bear up my bewildered best

And some folks even see the bear in me

Some folks drive the bears out of the wilderness

Some to see a bear would pay a fee

Me I just bear up my bewildered best

And some folks even see the bear in me

So meet a bear and take him out to lunch with you

And even though your friends may stop and stare

Just remember that's a bear there in the bunch with you

And they just don't come no better than a bear

So meet a bear and take him out to lunch with you

And even though your friends may stop and stare

Just remember that's a bear there in the bunch with you

And they just don't come no better than a bear

No they just don't come no better than a bear

Is this the perfect song?

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MARCUS AURELIUS

"Is your cucumber bitter? Throw it away. Are there briars in your path? Turn aside. That is enough. Do not go on and say, 'Why were things of this sort ever brought into this world?' neither intolerable nor everlasting - if thou bearest in mind that it has its limits, and if thou addest nothing to it in imagination. Pain is either an evil to the body (then let the body say what it thinks of it!)-or to the soul. But it is in the power of the soul to maintain its own serenity and tranquility."

VINCENT van GOGH

"What am I in the eyes of most people? A nonentity or an oddity or a disagreeable person — someone who has and will have no position in society, in short a little lower than the lowest. Very well — assuming that everything is indeed like that, then through my work I’d like to show what there is in the heart of such an oddity, such a nobody. This is my ambition, which is based less on resentment than on love in spite of everything, based more on a feeling of serenity than on passion. Even though I’m often in a mess, inside me there’s still a calm, pure harmony and music. In the poorest little house, in the filthiest corner, I see paintings or drawings. And my mind turns in that direction as if with an irresistible urge. As time passes, other things are increasingly excluded, and the more they are the faster my eyes see the picturesque. Art demands persistent work, work in spite of everything, and unceasing observation."

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