Today, I completed a poem about my favorite hat,
Fairly ordinary, I guess as far as hats are concerned. But I tend to wear this hat most days.
A gift from a friend of mine, Thomas Robert Higginson; it’s my hat now.
Some photos of me in this hat, and more photos of the hat itself:
This is also collaboration with his hat; little bit of him remains in it.
Golden Coach
by Dobbs
I have already promised to wear my hat for someone. Pole-dancing I believe.
Will say more when there is more to say.
Great Wednesday in these Ann Arbor parts.
All about my hat, a gift from Thomas Robert Higginson, Ansted Moss composed and performed the music that I arranged, and I also perform the vocals, derived from poems written by co-learners (members) of a graduate writing encounter, called “class” by others.
I am most eager to honor a most special hat, and lucky that a system of co-learners happened to write poems about a “Fedora“, poems that I compiled into a soundtrack for this little unassuming slideshow.
Please enjoy.
Thank you.
