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Bob Dylan
A two-page typescript letter, signed, [n.d. but New York, 1962], to a friend in Chicago and written in the form of a poem, telling her ...no no no you're not either sticky sweet/nor like milk...you're not like nothin/an there's not such a thing as poetry/nor dylan thomas/(hones')/I have recently begun t read him only/the name that is mine is my first mother's/maiden name an it is spelled dillon/yes I changed it/I changed it cause I'm romantic an it looked/better spelled dylan/only newsweek make up stories... regretting that they didn't meet up in Chicago and telling her ...I wont become anything if I can help it/I too shall stay in my rehersal (sic)/at least then I wont have t feel guilty/when I use the stage/any stage/the street stage/the car stage/the whole world stage an my only guilt shall be that I dont have/enuff money t give away telling her to write her own poems and adding ...everybody's their own poet/trouble is is that nobody really listens t anybody/I'll listen t you/gentily (sic) fondly/for better or worse an softly Bob Dylan (creased and torn)
A two-page typescript letter, signed, [n.d. but New York, 1962], to a friend in Chicago and written in the form of a poem, telling her ...no no no you're not either sticky sweet/nor like milk...you're not like nothin/an there's not such a thing as poetry/nor dylan thomas/(hones')/I have recently begun t read him only/the name that is mine is my first mother's/maiden name an it is spelled dillon/yes I changed it/I changed it cause I'm romantic an it looked/better spelled dylan/only newsweek make up stories... regretting that they didn't meet up in Chicago and telling her ...I wont become anything if I can help it/I too shall stay in my rehersal (sic)/at least then I wont have t feel guilty/when I use the stage/any stage/the street stage/the car stage/the whole world stage an my only guilt shall be that I dont have/enuff money t give away telling her to write her own poems and adding ...everybody's their own poet/trouble is is that nobody really listens t anybody/I'll listen t you/gentily (sic) fondly/for better or worse an softly Bob Dylan (creased and torn)