That Ferlinghetti sure could riff, man; ...& for a cat with such Aunt Bee tones.

Dug your analogy, db, ...got nothing more to add.

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Except perhaps a retread...that, I don't know, foreshadowed the present a bit:

http://www.dbinfosource.com/board/27133

Got to know this ol’ cat & his much younger bride, what a hottie ~ the bride that is, at the director’s rap party after a very good play I crewed on...for it’s sold-out Community Theatre run in NoName, USA.  This guy’s got several beguilingly plotted “indy” films he’s canned-&-shelved over the years...that, while listening to him pitch synopsis, got the fool’s-gears spinnin’ and stuff.  Make a long story short.  It’s not just rare but desolate in possibility that an aged actor/screenwriter, with sketchy acquaintances on the left coast... one would know to hear their names,  would say:  Come over next week and we’ll screen these and see if you dig anything there;  ...perhaps together we can toss’em back on the fire and see if they burn clean.  So on Saturday I learned that some of what we dug about the under-the-radar creative roll of la is unknown in a rusty little nook out here in NoName, 400some miles from the apple core, ...and just waiting to be toiled-over until exhausted and nearly beaten by the mockingly commercial futility of it all....

...To the temple...again, yep....