This was not at all what I expected from The Doors’ frontman.

It’s essentially two long poems. The first one is about the nature of cinema. It’s quite evident that Morrison didn’t have much regard for this art form.

Case in point:

The Lords appease us with images. They give us
books, concerts, galleries, shows, cinemas. Es-
pecially the cinemas. Through art they confuse
us and blind us to our enslavement. Art adorns
our prison walls, keeps us silent and diverted
and indifferent.

This is a rather pessimistic view of art in general. And it’s a bit of an unusual perspective for a musician and poet, in particular. Nevertheless, it was quite thought-provoking and filled with historical details that were rather interesting.

The second poem was basically a history of humanity up through the Vietnam War, and it was difficult to follow. It was way too metaphorical for my liking. So, overall, this was a bit of a mixed bag.

My First Book of Poetry!

Writing my first book of poetry was an incredibly fulfilling experience. It was a journey of self-discovery and expression. I poured my heart and soul into each and every poem, carefully choosing the words to convey my deepest emotions and thoughts.

The process wasn't always easy. There were times when I struggled to find the right words or to structure a poem in a way that felt just right. But through perseverance and a love for the written word, I was able to overcome these challenges.

Finally, when my book was published, it was a moment of pure joy. Holding that physical copy in my hands, knowing that my words were out there in the world, ready to be read and experienced by others, was truly magical.

My first book of poetry is not just a collection of words on a page. It's a piece of my heart and a testament to my growth as a writer. I'm excited to see where this journey takes me next and to continue sharing my poetry with the world.

Kauniilla sanoilla,

ei mitään merkitystä.

Kaikki kantautuu

tyhjyydelle jossain.

Kaukopuheluvalheiden

onnettomuuksien onnellisuudessa.

It seems that beautiful words hold no real meaning.

Everything gravitates towards emptiness somewhere.

In the realm of long-distance phone lies and the happiness within misfortunes.

The impossible is magnificent, thank you Jim.

With great respect, Mai

Ps. You just had a birthday, good luck wherever, beyond the extremes.

The first part of this book seems more like profound thoughts and deep musings rather than traditional poems. They are truly unusual and have the power to make one think deeply.

The voyeur, also known as the peeper or the Peeping Tom, is like a dark comedian. His actions are repulsive due to his anonymous and secretive nature, as he invades the privacy of others. He is pitifully alone in his actions. However, strangely enough, through his silence and concealment, he is able to make unknowing partners out of anyone within his line of sight. This is both his threat and his power.

There are no glass houses. The shades are drawn, and "real" life begins. Some activities are simply impossible to carry out in the open. And these secret events become the voyeur's game. He searches for them with his countless eyes, much like a child's perception of a Deity who sees everything. "Everything?" the child asks. "Yes, everything," they answer, leaving the child to deal with this divine intrusion.

(I've been on a Jim Morrison kick lately and was overjoyed to discover this 1971 edition just a few days ago in a Value Village.)

Poetry by the Lizard King. He was a notorious member of The 27 Club.

I am the Lizard King/ I can do anything.

The Doors are indeed one of my favorite bands, and their music truly speaks to me.

Jim Morrison, a lyrical genius, had me excited to read his poetry. And it didn't disappoint. The fact that he dedicated the second part (New Creatures) to Pamela is just wonderful.

He often talks of insects, the sea, and women in his poetry.

Obviously, there are undertones in his poetry regarding what was happening in the world at that time, specifically the Civil Rights Movement. One just has to pay attention to his words, and the meaning will follow.

Poetry is exciting, and anyone can assign meaning to it, just like with song lyrics.

I enjoyed this collection of his poetry, but I have to admit that I enjoy his music even more.

RIP Lizard King. May his words and music continue to inspire generations to come.

The Lords and the New Creatures is a collection of poetry penned by The Doors frontman, Jim Morrison.

It was initially released in 1969, when Morrison was a mere 25 years old, just two years prior to his untimely passing.

I have long been a devoted fan of The Doors, and I even made a pilgrimage to Jim Morrison's grave during my time in Paris years ago.

Consequently, this collection of poetry has held a special allure for me and has remained on my To-Be-Read (TBR) list for many years.

It proved to be a light and easy read, and I devoured it in one sitting.

One aspect that becomes immediately evident is that this is not poetry in the traditional sense.

The poems lack rhyme or form; instead, they resemble short musings presented in a stream of consciousness style.

For instance, consider this "poem" or thought from the book: "It is wrong to assume, as some have done, that cinema belongs to women. Cinema is created by men for the consolation of men."

Here's another entire "poem": "They are filming something in the street, in front of our house."

Most of the poems are extremely brief, like this one: "Look where we worship."

However, to be entirely honest, most of these seem more like a random string of words拼凑在一起 or some other form of nonsense.

I mean no disrespect by this observation, but there wasn't a single memorable or quotable line in the entire book, and nothing managed to move me in any way.

It is clear that there is intelligence and deep emotion lurking behind the author.

It is also evident that the author is well-read.

But ultimately, unfortunately, this was a book that is easily forgettable.

I originally rated this 5 stars. However, what on earth??!! Nooooooooo. Now I'm giving it a three, and the only reason for that is because David Bowie deftly ripped off passages from Iggy Pop's classic "Passenger".

It's quite a disappointment really. I had such high expectations initially, but this revelation has really changed my perspective.

I still appreciate David Bowie's talent and his contributions to the music industry, but this act of borrowing from another artist's work in such a blatant way just doesn't sit well with me.

It makes me wonder if there are other instances where he might have done something similar.

Nevertheless, I'll still continue to listen to both David Bowie and Iggy Pop's music, but this experience has definitely made me more critical and aware of such issues.

I had the opportunity to read Jim Morrison's two originally self-published books of poetry, namely The Lords and The New Creatures.

His poetry is truly dark, delving into recurring themes such as death, voyeurs, films, creatures, and the night. It has a certain allure that draws the reader in.

Among them, this short one is one of my favorites: "Cancer city / Urban fall / Summer sadness / The highways of the old town / Ghosts in cars / Electric shadows".

Now, I'm looking forward to reading The Collected Works of Jim Morrison: Poetry, Journals, Transcripts and Lyrics, which has recently been published.

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The only book published during Jim Morrison's lifetime, which in turn consists of two poetry booklets published privately for friends and acquaintances in 1969 (namely The Lords and The New Creatures).

The first one is perhaps the more interesting of the two, more experimental and abstract but which I personally found very evocative. It is a collection of reflections and poetic aphorisms on cinema, a great passion of Morrison's, almost reminiscent of Cinema vivente by Saint-Pol-Roux. The second is a more "standard" book, but still shows a strong experimental streak developed from numerous diverse influences that however materialize in a very personal style that it would have been interesting to have seen developed during his lifetime.

Morrison's unique perspective and creativity shine through in these works. His exploration of different themes and his ability to blend the abstract with the concrete make these books a fascinating read. Whether you are a fan of his music or simply interested in poetry and experimental literature, these books are well worth checking out.

They offer a glimpse into the mind of a truly remarkable artist and provide a unique insight into his creative process.

Where "The American Night" and "Wilderness" are two volumes more focused on Morrison's lyricism and free fantasies, "Lords and New Creatures" aims to be more "worked on" and presents itself in the form of an essay-scenario on cinema. Certainly, one can find Morrison's originality in her writing, her syntax, the organization of verses and texts. However, it would seem that this collection follows an almost precise direction, actually proposing a new approach to Morrison's ideas, as well as a somewhat more intellectual facet of the artist. This work delves deeper into the cinematic realm, perhaps exploring the intersection of literature and film in a unique way. It might offer readers a different perspective on Morrison's creative output, showing how her ideas can be translated and expanded in the context of the silver screen.

Sometimes stimulating, for example,

"The body exists for the sake of the eyes; it becomes a dry stalk to support these two soft insatiable jewels." (The Lords, page 52). This statement presents a rather unique and thought-provoking perspective. It makes one wonder about the relationship between the body and the senses, specifically the eyes.

In any case, this text is not a dense read. You can easily zip through it in an afternoon. It doesn't require a great deal of mental effort or intense concentration. Instead, it offers a relatively轻松的 reading experience.

Perhaps it's the simplicity of the language or the straightforward nature of the ideas presented. Whatever the reason, it's a refreshing change from more complex and challenging texts.

Overall, it's an interesting piece that can provide some food for thought and a pleasant way to spend an afternoon.

Somewhat interesting, this piece holds more allure for the identity of its author rather than the actual content it presents. It wasn't a bad work by any means. There were indeed some nice moments scattered throughout. However, if it hadn't been Morrison who penned it, I highly suspect that it would have long been forgotten. Morrison's name alone seems to give this piece an added layer of significance. Her reputation and literary prowess perhaps overshadow the actual quality of the content to some extent. One can't help but wonder if the same work, written by an unknown author, would have received the same level of attention. It makes one question the role that an author's name plays in the perception and longevity of a piece of writing.