Miss Marianne Faithfull:

Miss Marianne Faithfull:
(Born December 29, 1946; Capricorn) - Songs she inspired: She Smiled Sweetly, Let's Spend The Night Together, She's Like A Rainbow, You Can't Always Get What You Want, Wild Horses, I Got The Blues, 100 Years Ago, Winter

Miss Anita Pallenberg:

Miss Anita Pallenberg:
(Born January 25 or April 6, 1942) - Songs she inspired: You Got The Silver, Sister Morphine (words by Marianne), Wild Horses, Coming Down Again, Angie, Beast Of Burden, All About You

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Seventh Heaven

Patti donning her Keith Richards tee:
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I finally got Patti Smith's 1971 book of poetry, Seventh Heaven, in the mail yesterday. She dedicates the book to gangster writer Mickey Spillane and heavenly creature/Stones babe (and my personal idol) Anita Pallenberg. Patti is such a bad-ass, I love her. Check out her poem about Marianne Faithfull...

I think it's amazing that Patti grew up obsessed with the Rolling Stones (particularly Keith, Mick and Brian) and their amazing women (Faithfull and Pallenberg). I find it even more amazing that 38 years later, I, a 22 year old girl, feel exactly the same way she did.
Here is the full text of "Marianne Faithfull" (exactly as it appears in the book):


‘I was born in Hampstead. My mother wasn’t screaming so they didn’t believe she was in labor. Later I went to convent school. Later I rode in leather. Later I took some sleeping pills. I needed to lose…'

M.F.



there is a sweetness
in your little girl mouth
and the pearls you hold
in the palm of your hand
everytime you extend that hand
you break down you fantasize
you are circumsized
agonized
scourged
crowned
crucified
pierced four times
your sacred heart bleeds
drips and drips down
women weep at your feet
twelve men turn you
twelve men desire you
(ammonia clouds your armpits)
a starfish quivers in your belly
and the arrows shake out
shake out shake out
and the muscles in your heart ache
a fish slaps back your face
you roll you roll over
in the sanctuary yards
in a coarse black dress
bless your hot virgin mouth
you would be Judas
and Christ himself
you would be Mary Magdalene
the only woman
who made our savior weep
yet you would pull mandrax in
like the sacred wafer
leave me for eternal sleep
But no. I wont let you go.
I wont let you go.no.
wont let the honey drain
from your sweet sweet box
wont let the crowds blush and gasp
while you carry your cross
wont let the flower girls fan you
hind a big black hearse
wont let the pearls
crumble crumble
from your little girl mouth

5 comments:

Anna said...

wow, i hadn't heard of this book but it looks great from what you posted! definitely on my list of books to read.

Res said...
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Res said...

Hello Leith, I'm wondering if you could send me poems by Patti Smith from Seventh Heaven...?
I've bought The Coral Sea and The Early Work and I love her poems more and more.
I would be happy, just in .txt., please.
Sincerely, Mia.
Btw, like your blog, seems you're crazy about Rolling Stones and all 70's scene in New York.

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