Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Poetry Fusillade, pt 23: Rustic Cabins Tavern
When he was old
And I was young
Kerouac drank nightly
Just a block away.
I peered in the windows
Into a cave of bears-
Pool table, beers signs,
Four or five men,
The remnant of days.
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yes. it is a bar in Grosse Pointe Park. Kind of near this place known as "the cabbage patch" but I have no idea why it was called that.. but a lot of young professionals had duplexes there. Its kind of a cool area. Kerouac really did hang out there when he either married or dated a girl from Grosse Pointe.
The bar I liked the best in GP, when I went to bars, which was only occasionally, was Marge's. it is also near the "cabbage Patch" area. I liked that place. It was a goofy little hole in the wall with not too bad music, sometimes live, and really terrible bathrooms.
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