Rod McKuen, the forgotten Poet but still loved and admired by all his Fans. Rod deserved so much better after he died, he had to tolerate abusive attacks on him when alive and they even continued on his Death. His wish for his beloved “Barn” and Cottages so his World record Collection of LPs, his Books, his Art and all his other Collections could be seen by those interested, he wanted people to stay paint, read, listen to music, write whatever they wanted, enjoy the scenery of his beloved Mountain -Rod’s wish was not to be, his Collections were Sold, or put in dumpsters. Tragic, he deserved much more than that. That is why I try to keep his Memory going and his work displayed here for people to appreciate what a very special person Rod McKuen was.
“I have fallen in love with the world.
And I am aware that I have chosen
the most dangerous lover of them all.”
“No map to help us find the tranquil flat lands, clearings calm, fields
without mean fences. Rolling down the other side of life our compass is
the sureness of ourselves. Time may make us rugged, ragged round the
edges, but know and understand that love is still the safest place to land.”
Rod at his Home in New England.