Monday Muse: James Liddy
Two odd men have set up house On the hill above our Pure Land Shrine They receive all gone as themselves And call each other poet. They attract our restless kids With wine and endless talk We work to keep our wives and families They drink all night, immune like spirits. --James Liddy. Liddy has been gone just over a year. Here is part of an obituary: Irish poet Liddy was 'classic Bohemian' By Alan J. Borsuk of the Journal Sentinel Posted: Nov. 11, 2008 "Hey, ho, Liddy don't go" - that was a line in the chorus of a song by McTavish, a Milwaukee Irish music band, that paid tribute to James Liddy. The song, from the 1990s, called Liddy "the king of the rovers." Mark Shurilla, the band's leader, said the line about not going was referring to the many nights Liddy, an internationally known poet, would hold court at local pubs, telling stories, giving erudite discourses on history, literature, politics or just about any other subject. When he got up to ...