Happy Birthday, Brenda Iijima! Philip Whalen Sends His Best Wishes from the Great Fishbowl of the Beyond....

I told Philip Whalen it was Brenda Iijima's birthday, and he told me he already knew.

When I asked him if he could write a poem for her, he said he already had...

Here's what he sends...wish fondest wishes for many, many more such days for a poet "generous with impossible protections," as he said....


     Dead Philip Whalen Congratulates Brenda Iijima on Her Natal Day: 3.i.2009


2009....Dear Brenda,...



oh i see you are you are you who surprised me. lovely kelpie.

We watched the crow hologram watching us.

did you know that was you and caMEo?



a lively year. remember her with reverse suicide.



a well-traveled area...

    ... our Maya has millions of poetry commercials


Happy Birthday to know better!


I am going to poem later letter a dead John Wayne in my own car commercials...


Unfortunately, there is very little and I loved communing with extremely and strangely stratified catalogues of loss.


And Jews are beaches.


they watched us conversing

fate shapes mousetraps theocracies poems

some thrift



We lost these paintings thousands of people each year missed, Links make a birthday you put into a hologram. So fat ballot. The other paintings were too far.


So I thangkk you, Dear Brenda, as Robert said of the loom.


Love is maybe somewhere down near a damn cartoon.


Remember, I am set to Nuclear, So this is So Going to Ruin our room loom Love.

instead of fate tending you, tend fate's fat pursed lips.


william is being mostly julian schnabels tonight, pissing people off who still have a child, extremely and strangely stratified as a clavier.

(dumbfuck vessel bill.)


A ghost would benefit enormously from being over, fighting will be in for a very long time.

The verities. they are hung in visual elegies


I dressed excellently as a poetry book, then died


but it was your book of there and not I enjoyed, Brenda,


I haven't had time to come up with the mousetrap of (palimpsestic) the breath (Chinese) in me yet...



When pushing very hard this underground muttering mothers you. like alice notley with softer hands doing her dish commercial. even shelley loves yall.


I am through running Lifetimes into this shit...


that's another is chance as one painting you remember very early friends.


This night became Queen overlapping..." happy brenda your she convinces love to
link a who to art, to off, these visual absences


But sweet it be though, think Philly...


I would be pissing and respect. even did infirm. the dead laugh get me there


Hades says bunny for Mother.


I'll swear by poetry, its evil hair...


Hades mousetraps himself with seasonal desire but you're not like that


Happy to be doing before. I am. at last

But do. he's And grids delicate us turtles time


I heart-shaped love grids delicate of Pennsylvanian face

pose tonight


brenda. do not be afraid if sometimes love says


war Chinese with its night flights...i'm busy over here...


the soldier you will will catch you up in leaves. at last


hold the solider anagram,


Dear Brenda,


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