For MOE on his LXX Birthday
For I bless God in the libraries of the learned
and for all the booksellers in the world.
--Christopher Smart, Jubilate Agno
In town famous for bibioaccomodation
Of gawker, gaper, trendy, matron,
Bluffer, broker, hick, tourist,
Rube, square, bore and schmo,
One last outpost for the book purist
Remains, and its genius is called MOE
July 11, 1991
For Moe Moskowitz
For I bless God in the libraries of the
learned & for all the Booksellers
in the world-- Christopher Smart
No jamming-- Moe
A sad millennium that will not have him
Shuffling among its stacks off in a zone
Shelving the stories or re-telling them. Moe.
Can't imagine the Avenue without
The man: his wisdom, his memory,
His tunes, his temper, his comedy,
His equity, his kindness, his cigars.
Most human all too human of people,
Never pretended to perfection, yet loved,
Respected, stood on principle even when
Standing on principle in Berkeley proved lonely,
Played the fool, the joker, fatalistic,
Drowned in private sorrows in service
To the many, a generosity
Few who dwelt in it will know the equal of,
Knowing him a pleasure not soon ours again,
Gathered here to remember our friend.