For my poetry collection

I thought the phrase Woodstock's Baby would make a good title for my little collection of dark poetry that holds an assortment of disturbing mismatched images but one which also leads me somewhat clumsily back into the light.

And some lines come to mind for an introductory note. Something like:

I am Woodstock's baby
sidling and heaving in the undergrowth
like a woman carefree
in her labour for
tomorrow's saints.... la-la-la & tra-la-la & la-di-da

Look I'm writing again and having fun.