Chat Poetry: My Poem To Joni Mitchell Sunday, July 5th, 2015 : Cheers Joni! TONY

Anthony Quinn

18 hrs ·

Always a grand inspiration, time is marching away

and not looking around, it is just a constant that is

constantly moving. We hold on, we take our rides

, Joni's has been shared with so many of us and that

counts for the world for many of us that have found

such an enriching deposit of wealth that cannot be

measured or contains in her voice and the myriad of

many intertwined meanings of many of the words that

she has strung together as she has sorted through the

many recollections and happenings of her life to come

to some understanding, to some possible connections,

to some threads that bind, to some parts that stick and

gather and shed some sort of glimmer of meaning as t

hey constantly contain joy and sorrow and truth and lau

ghter, points of glee and skirmishes of emotions, rolled

and colliding, sliding and slathering our perceptions in

climaxes that refuse to be extinguished as readily as the

y simply will not permit and collection or gathering, any

interpretation beyond that they simply were, that they si

mply are, that they happened and that some of us like J

oni were quick enough, observant enough to dash them

down, to record and sound them so that they , for her, lat

er for us, would resound with the authentic truth of having

happened and having been noticed in their fragments and

parts and streaming pieces and collected, ot not, glued qui

ckly, swiftly, no reflection but at the moment to preserve the

m in their pieces and perhaps , at some instance or time, to

connect them later and get even more glimmers of the magic

and the truth that they help us and enrich us as we try and fa

thom and live the lives we are and try and understand or app

reciate or find sustenance and both the joy and sorrow, the wa

rmth, the love, the war, the battle, the killing and the living that

life holds for us and that we are a part of whether we know it or

not ,a appreciate and of it or as much of it as are humanly poss

ible to do..... ahhhhhhh Joni, we - I owe you so much. I brim with

joy, I trill, I spill, I splash I lash and lunge and plunge all my sense

s in this celebration of life and the music and the words , your voice,

your paintings and art, that you have shared over the years with me

/ us, thank you, merci, grazie, gracias amiga, friend, amie, fellow

artist! Anthony ( TONY ) Quinn So happy to write and share this

now with you my friend! TONY 7/5/2015 Sunday afternoon here

in northern Virginia at 4:44 PM after gardening outside ... : " A

child got up to wonder " a,and still gets up to wonder, always will

Joni ... and the lightning bugs here Joni are alive and strung like

so many blinking stars of necklaces above silhouetted by the dar

k leaves of oak trees above our garden here with the real stars

and the moon behind them and visible depending on clouds and

how thick they are, or not, from what I - we understand, although

I do not really claim, as you, to know them much at all, except to

love them when they are thick and like cotton candy and the lights

plays withing them, off of them, around them, and puts my senses

into a dive, a roller-coaster ride, slide, slither, wisp, wash, whoosh!

TONY

Martha Finney took this picture years ago in college when we went to seeJoni Mitchell playin Newport News at the stadium there when we were in college at Randolph-Macon in perhaps 1975 was it Martha? I do not remember except that the concert was amazing and we went with George Barrow , too, made the drive I believe in my VW Bug 1967 white that was like the shell of a car, all metal, we drove there successfully and enjoyed this amazing concert of Joni's and it was one of the great experiences of my life. Martha, I hope you do not mind me including this picture that you printed in a adarkroom at RMC and gave to me, that went into the yearbook, too, the 1976 yearbook, so it must have been in 1976 that we went with George to see Joni Mitchell sing there? Cheers, happy Sunday, July 5th, 2015 all!

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Martha Finney took these pictures of George Thurman playing at our campus center at Randolph-Macon College in 1975 or 1076 I believe. Thanks Joni, George and Martha!