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Spring has never seen
this country,
where lilac root stays frozen, cold.
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I don't have a comment to make on Rod's wonderful poem. I have a comment that relates to finding any of Rod McKuen's work on this or any other site. He was after all the biggest selling Poet in the World. Surely he is worthy of his work being shown on Poetry sites. Rod McKuen April 29,1933 - January 29,2015. Thank you.
I believe McKuen worked hard to protect his poetry from getting out into the free world. You could buy his songs (primarily through his (song-written) albums or the one by Sinatra or the two by Glenn Yarbrough (all three have passed away) . But making the pure poems accessible to any degree was what he tried to protect and he and his estate seemingly have.
of all the poets I have discovered, uncovered, researched, studied, and saluted, it is, has been and most likely always be Rod McKuen I credit with the evolution of my own poetry. From his pen, my passion flourished...to find words, everlasting, to say. Deep from within the self, to stay. It had been my hope to one day find my way to Mckuen, often stalled in his solitude...perhaps to thank him for keeping my lonely heart alive. Sadly he passed away, but his writings will never be further than a reach away.
I have just read your words above which moved me. As someone who could be called a Loner at times I discovered Rod McKuen over forty years ago and he opened up for me the world of writing. His feelings for love, for this earth of ours, the sky and the sea, all the animals that exist. Rod brought forth tenderness and sadness at times. It is because of Rod I write, it is because of him I found the real me. Rod McKuen was a remarkable man that deserves far more credit than he received.
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12/5/2025 12:57:40 AM # 1.0.0
I think I need to give Rod McKuen another chance, based on this poem. This is so deep. thank you. I thought he only wrote sappy lovelorn poems - how could a melancholic loner such as myself have missed his full-bodied treasure? I'm off to read much more of his poetry.