Monthly Archives: May 2023

May 12, 1990 – Langtang Trek – Journal Entry

We lunch next to a roaring cataract in a small inn. Flyblown as usual, although not as bad as the restaurant at the trailhead. We are three hours out of Syabu where we lodged last night. Lance and I are not roughing it like the foreign trekkers huffing under the weight of their packs. At […]

NORTH END MIRACLE by Peter Nolan Smith

Throughout my childhood my mother cooked dinner for six kids and every Friday evening she drove our station wagon into Boston. We picked up my father at 50 Milk Street, where he worked for Ma Bell as an electrical engineer. He took the wheel and headed to a restaurant. Throughout my childhood my mother cooked […]

THE ROOTS OF CONTACT – BAD POETRY – BY PETER NOLAN SMITH

THE ROOTS OF CONTACT 1976 By Peter Nolan Smith A disco. Flashing strobes, Deafening drum bass. A young weekend crowd. Dancing. Sexually fearless males on ‘ludes Disco waifs on blow All of us 99% dead by dawn. None of us desire survival. A thin wanton teenager sensually sways to Donna Summer’s ‘ LOVE TO LOVE […]

OUT ON THE RUNWAY

The East Village lays west of the East River. I loved their with the hillbilly girlfriend in 1978. Alice was a little bit country and a lot of David Bowie. Insomnia was a family trait and my mind wandered the world before dawn In the tenement apartment I marveled at the marble whiteness of her […]

May 13, 1991 – Bangkok – Journal Entry

Last year this time I was hiking up a river to the Langtang Glacier. The year before I was selling diamonds for the Winicks on 47th Street and in 1989 I was in New York working at Eric Beamon, planning on spending the summer in Perpignan. My passport has three entries to Paris. Why I […]