HAPPY BIRTHDAY Norbert

22 08 2018

HAPPY BIRTHDAY Norbert

This would have been his 83rd – and I am fairly certain he would have been venting alot of angst thereto. Aging was not something he relished, and the 80 marker would have shocked him. We have something that should make him smile though!

At his Memorial service in June 2013, several of our folksinger friends were asked to add their special voices to the day. One of whom, Jeanne Kuhns, enthusiastically accepted, saying: I’ll write a song for him!” Song composition is just short of rocket science in my eyes, so I reserved anticipation, thinking … well, that’s just impossible.

True to her word and talents, Jeanne came forth on stage with a lovely, soulful ballad written for and about Norbert George Blei, our Coyote, our hero, our man. Any reservations I had quickly fell away as she charmed us all, leaving this lovely song to float in our hearts.

When I’m in Door and have the pleasure of crossing Jeanne’s path at various gigs, she most often plays this for me. I recently asked her if she would share the lyrics so they could be posted on Poetry Dispatch for him. She –again enthusiastically! replied she would not only do that – but “I’ll record it for him!”. Now all of us can hear again this lovely song, written for Norbert by the incomparable Jeanne Kuhns, lyrics and link to her recording, below. Bless you Jeanne. And bless you, Coyote.
Miss you every day. ~ Jude Gx

YOU WROTE IT WELL

For Norbert, by Jeanne Kuhns

Inspirational man
He was the old Coyote
Howling at the moon of discontent
Using just the right words
About the way life came and went
And how some things, have been lost along the way …

He used his impatience
to fortify a good vision
breathing life into the chapters of his art
He’d write a story of life ~
and the words made life worth living
He spoke his mind about the loss of a simpler time …

What remains to tell of one man’s place in time?
Throw your head back to the moon, shake up the darkened night
Just know you wrote it well, Coyote, you wrote it well
Know you wrote it well …

I saw him in Al Johnsons
With the morning folks around
Always looking for stories wherever he went
He came here for the quiet
He came here to write

Now he’s a star in the dark
Door county night.

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