R.I.P. Ken Brown: Poet, Mentor, Friend

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gregryjo
gregryjo

As Ken's friend for 31 years I can say that he was faithful, fierce, tender and wise. He lived the lives of one hundred Men. If you never heard of Ken it is because he was a Man that you could only truly know by the flesh and not through the internet. He was not plugged into the underground, He was the underground. He was "Cyber Sober" as he and I used to say. A term that I coined for him but he immediately saw the value in it and said "can I use that?". He did that a lot.
From his early works at 18 years old "The Nation of Dark Sunglasses"; a five pound hunk of carefully cadenced manuscript (or opus as he would always call it) that took him over 10 years to write (and rewrite and rewrite and rewrite), to the his next major work titled "The Nation of Dark Skinned Lasses", Ken had a unique style that was original, innovative (starting the first chapter of his book by giving birth to a book through his anus comes to mind) and many other literally works. He leaves a legacy that other Artists can only imagine. He was in a word, prolific, both in his Art and his life. May there be a place for you that is even better Kenny. You were an incredible human being and I was blessed to have the honor of being your best friend for life.

Chris Price
Chris Price

he was a good one! i am going to miss running into him at bayers on hampton.

Lonesome Dave Rock
Lonesome Dave Rock

RIP, plantman. Most of our conversations ended with, "Nice chatting with you, Dave. We'll continue to confabulate next time."

wordgirl
wordgirl

Great tribute, Joe. I have spent this week reading the probably hundred emails I have received from Ken, laughing and getting a bit teary at times. Then: trying to put it all into a poem and realizing this poem was written by him and not me.

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