#ginsberg — Public Fediverse posts
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angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night
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angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night
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angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night
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angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night
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angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night
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https://www.europesays.com/it/578114/ Pedrini a Varese: soffia il vento del rock #Entertainment #Ferlinghetti #GiardiniEstensi #Ginsberg #HermanHesse #Intrattenimento #IT #Italia #Italy #Music #Musica #OmarPedrini #OspedaleDiCircolo #Polydor #PremiataForneriaMarconi #Timoria #VanGogh
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A loving, clear-eyed remembrance of #Ginsberg on his 100th bday. Favorite line (one of) "Garbo of my Karma." Favorite #poems:"Kaddish" & "A Supermarket in California."
“America when will we end the human war?” he asks in a short poem included in Howl. “Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb.” That last line, even seventy years later, even after the seeming complete commodification of all dissent under the reign of King Algorithm, still reads as shocking, as liberatory."
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A loving, clear-eyed remembrance of #Ginsberg on his 100th bday. Favorite line (one of) "Garbo of my Karma." Favorite #poems:"Kaddish" & "A Supermarket in California."
“America when will we end the human war?” he asks in a short poem included in Howl. “Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb.” That last line, even seventy years later, even after the seeming complete commodification of all dissent under the reign of King Algorithm, still reads as shocking, as liberatory."
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A loving, clear-eyed remembrance of #Ginsberg on his 100th bday. Favorite line (one of) "Garbo of my Karma." Favorite #poems:"Kaddish" & "A Supermarket in California."
“America when will we end the human war?” he asks in a short poem included in Howl. “Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb.” That last line, even seventy years later, even after the seeming complete commodification of all dissent under the reign of King Algorithm, still reads as shocking, as liberatory."
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A loving, clear-eyed remembrance of #Ginsberg on his 100th bday. Favorite line (one of) "Garbo of my Karma." Favorite #poems:"Kaddish" & "A Supermarket in California."
“America when will we end the human war?” he asks in a short poem included in Howl. “Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb.” That last line, even seventy years later, even after the seeming complete commodification of all dissent under the reign of King Algorithm, still reads as shocking, as liberatory."
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A loving, clear-eyed remembrance of #Ginsberg on his 100th bday. Favorite line (one of) "Garbo of my Karma." Favorite #poems:"Kaddish" & "A Supermarket in California."
“America when will we end the human war?” he asks in a short poem included in Howl. “Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb.” That last line, even seventy years later, even after the seeming complete commodification of all dissent under the reign of King Algorithm, still reads as shocking, as liberatory."
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America this is quite serious.
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America this is quite serious.
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America this is quite serious.
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America this is quite serious.
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America this is quite serious.
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#Ginsberg stands on the stone steps above the #Ganges (in #Varanasi), watching the funeral pyres burn one after another. The air is thick with woodsmoke, sparks drifting upward like fireflies blown by the river wind. He notices how close the mourners stand to the flames, how practical and unceremonial the workers are as they tend the fires, adding logs, turning the bodies. He’s struck by the mingled smell—sweet, oily, acrid—and how it settles on his skin.
He keeps staring at the shape of a body half-revealed through the fire, the curved spine visible, the skull blackening. The workers prod at the pyre with long bamboo poles, coaxing it to burn evenly. A foot slips out of the woodpile and curls as it chars, and he’s transfixed by how familiar and ordinary the body looks even as it’s turning to smoke.
The river moves past, carrying little bits of ash. A dog noses the ground behind him. Someone beside him murmurs a prayer; someone else just watches silently. He realizes the families accept this transformation as simply part of the world, without horror—death turning to light, to heat, to dust.
Ginsberg feels a mixture of wonder and unease, but also a kind of calm. He senses that in this place the boundary between life and death isn’t hidden—it's utterly public, happening all day in the open air. He feels the moment press on him: the fragility of the body, the mundane precision of the fire, and the surreal beauty of the smoke rising over the river.
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#Ginsberg stands on the stone steps above the #Ganges (in #Varanasi), watching the funeral pyres burn one after another. The air is thick with woodsmoke, sparks drifting upward like fireflies blown by the river wind. He notices how close the mourners stand to the flames, how practical and unceremonial the workers are as they tend the fires, adding logs, turning the bodies. He’s struck by the mingled smell—sweet, oily, acrid—and how it settles on his skin.
He keeps staring at the shape of a body half-revealed through the fire, the curved spine visible, the skull blackening. The workers prod at the pyre with long bamboo poles, coaxing it to burn evenly. A foot slips out of the woodpile and curls as it chars, and he’s transfixed by how familiar and ordinary the body looks even as it’s turning to smoke.
The river moves past, carrying little bits of ash. A dog noses the ground behind him. Someone beside him murmurs a prayer; someone else just watches silently. He realizes the families accept this transformation as simply part of the world, without horror—death turning to light, to heat, to dust.
Ginsberg feels a mixture of wonder and unease, but also a kind of calm. He senses that in this place the boundary between life and death isn’t hidden—it's utterly public, happening all day in the open air. He feels the moment press on him: the fragility of the body, the mundane precision of the fire, and the surreal beauty of the smoke rising over the river.
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#Ginsberg stands on the stone steps above the #Ganges (in #Varanasi), watching the funeral pyres burn one after another. The air is thick with woodsmoke, sparks drifting upward like fireflies blown by the river wind. He notices how close the mourners stand to the flames, how practical and unceremonial the workers are as they tend the fires, adding logs, turning the bodies. He’s struck by the mingled smell—sweet, oily, acrid—and how it settles on his skin.
He keeps staring at the shape of a body half-revealed through the fire, the curved spine visible, the skull blackening. The workers prod at the pyre with long bamboo poles, coaxing it to burn evenly. A foot slips out of the woodpile and curls as it chars, and he’s transfixed by how familiar and ordinary the body looks even as it’s turning to smoke.
The river moves past, carrying little bits of ash. A dog noses the ground behind him. Someone beside him murmurs a prayer; someone else just watches silently. He realizes the families accept this transformation as simply part of the world, without horror—death turning to light, to heat, to dust.
Ginsberg feels a mixture of wonder and unease, but also a kind of calm. He senses that in this place the boundary between life and death isn’t hidden—it's utterly public, happening all day in the open air. He feels the moment press on him: the fragility of the body, the mundane precision of the fire, and the surreal beauty of the smoke rising over the river.
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Title Page of the Day...Originally intended for inclusion in The Age Letters, it was considered so obscene it was cut by the printers... #burroughs #ginsberg #fuckyoupress
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Title Page of the Day...Originally intended for inclusion in The Age Letters, it was considered so obscene it was cut by the printers... #burroughs #ginsberg #fuckyoupress
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A Supermarket in California turns off the lights.
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A Supermarket in California turns off the lights.
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A Supermarket in California turns off the lights.
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A Supermarket in California turns off the lights.
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A Supermarket in California With Grandpa
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A Supermarket in California With Grandpa
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A Supermarket in California With Grandpa
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A Supermarket in California With Grandpa
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I was doing some research on Allen Ginsberg and found this article, from the Berkeley Barb (1965), "Demonstration as Spectacle, as Example, as Communication."
https://s3.us-west-1.wasabisys.com/luminist/PR/BB_1965_11_19.pdf
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I was doing some research on Allen Ginsberg and found this article, from the Berkeley Barb (1965), "Demonstration as Spectacle, as Example, as Communication."
https://s3.us-west-1.wasabisys.com/luminist/PR/BB_1965_11_19.pdf
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I was doing some research on Allen Ginsberg and found this article, from the Berkeley Barb (1965), "Demonstration as Spectacle, as Example, as Communication."
https://s3.us-west-1.wasabisys.com/luminist/PR/BB_1965_11_19.pdf
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I was doing some research on Allen Ginsberg and found this article, from the Berkeley Barb (1965), "Demonstration as Spectacle, as Example, as Communication."
https://s3.us-west-1.wasabisys.com/luminist/PR/BB_1965_11_19.pdf
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I was doing some research on Allen Ginsberg and found this article, from the Berkeley Barb (1965), "Demonstration as Spectacle, as Example, as Communication."
https://s3.us-west-1.wasabisys.com/luminist/PR/BB_1965_11_19.pdf
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Remember Walt Whitman
Heute in der Geschichte der Arbeiterbewegung - 31. Mai 1819: Der Dichter Walt Whitman wurde geboren. Whitman brachte 1855 seinen ersten und berühmtesten Gedichtband, Leaves of Grass, auf eigene Kosten raus. Er wurde wegen seiner Sinnlichkeit als obszön kritisiert. Während des Bürgerkriegs meldete er sich freiwillig in #Krankenhäusern, um Verwundete zu pflegen. Viele glauben aufgrund seiner Schriften, dass Whitman schwul oder bisexuell war, obwohl dies von einigen Historikern bestritten wird. Oscar# Wilde traf Whitman 1882 in den Vereinigten Staaten und sagte dem Aktivisten für #Homosexuellenrechte George Cecil #Ives, dass Whitmans sexuelle Orientierung außer Frage stehe: „Ich habe noch immer den Kuss von Walt Whitman auf meinen Lippen.“ Whitman wird von vielen als Amerikas erster und größter #ichter angesehen. Er inspirierte viele, die nach ihm kamen, darunter Ezra #Pound, Langston #Hughes, #Kerouac, #Ginsberg, F#erlinghetti, Gary #Snyder und June #Jordan.
Whitmans Engagement für #Solidarität inspirierte viele #Linke der späten 1800er und frühen 1900er Jahre, darunter Emma #Goldman und die #WW, die Kopien von Whitmans Gedichten in Form des Little Blue Book an ihre Mitglieder verteilte. Bartolomeo #Vanzetti, Elizabeth Gurley #Flynn und Ralph #Chaplin bezeichneten Whitman ebenfalls als ihre #Inspiration. Er inspirierte auch den kubanischen Dichter und Revolutionär José #Martí sowie Pablo #Neruda und Jorge Luis #Borges.
Via: trueten.de
Quelle: https://kolektiva.social/@MikeDunnAuthor/114603241424442651 @MikeDunnAuthor #Literatur #Anarchismus #LBTQIA
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Remember Walt Whitman
Heute in der Geschichte der Arbeiterbewegung - 31. Mai 1819: Der Dichter Walt Whitman wurde geboren. Whitman brachte 1855 seinen ersten und berühmtesten Gedichtband, Leaves of Grass, auf eigene Kosten raus. Er wurde wegen seiner Sinnlichkeit als obszön kritisiert. Während des Bürgerkriegs meldete er sich freiwillig in #Krankenhäusern, um Verwundete zu pflegen. Viele glauben aufgrund seiner Schriften, dass Whitman schwul oder bisexuell war, obwohl dies von einigen Historikern bestritten wird. Oscar# Wilde traf Whitman 1882 in den Vereinigten Staaten und sagte dem Aktivisten für #Homosexuellenrechte George Cecil #Ives, dass Whitmans sexuelle Orientierung außer Frage stehe: „Ich habe noch immer den Kuss von Walt Whitman auf meinen Lippen.“ Whitman wird von vielen als Amerikas erster und größter #ichter angesehen. Er inspirierte viele, die nach ihm kamen, darunter Ezra #Pound, Langston #Hughes, #Kerouac, #Ginsberg, F#erlinghetti, Gary #Snyder und June #Jordan.
Whitmans Engagement für #Solidarität inspirierte viele #Linke der späten 1800er und frühen 1900er Jahre, darunter Emma #Goldman und die #WW, die Kopien von Whitmans Gedichten in Form des Little Blue Book an ihre Mitglieder verteilte. Bartolomeo #Vanzetti, Elizabeth Gurley #Flynn und Ralph #Chaplin bezeichneten Whitman ebenfalls als ihre #Inspiration. Er inspirierte auch den kubanischen Dichter und Revolutionär José #Martí sowie Pablo #Neruda und Jorge Luis #Borges.
Via: trueten.de
Quelle: https://kolektiva.social/@MikeDunnAuthor/114603241424442651 @MikeDunnAuthor #Literatur #Anarchismus #LBTQIA
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Remember Walt Whitman
Heute in der Geschichte der Arbeiterbewegung - 31. Mai 1819: Der Dichter Walt Whitman wurde geboren. Whitman brachte 1855 seinen ersten und berühmtesten Gedichtband, Leaves of Grass, auf eigene Kosten raus. Er wurde wegen seiner Sinnlichkeit als obszön kritisiert. Während des Bürgerkriegs meldete er sich freiwillig in #Krankenhäusern, um Verwundete zu pflegen. Viele glauben aufgrund seiner Schriften, dass Whitman schwul oder bisexuell war, obwohl dies von einigen Historikern bestritten wird. Oscar# Wilde traf Whitman 1882 in den Vereinigten Staaten und sagte dem Aktivisten für #Homosexuellenrechte George Cecil #Ives, dass Whitmans sexuelle Orientierung außer Frage stehe: „Ich habe noch immer den Kuss von Walt Whitman auf meinen Lippen.“ Whitman wird von vielen als Amerikas erster und größter #ichter angesehen. Er inspirierte viele, die nach ihm kamen, darunter Ezra #Pound, Langston #Hughes, #Kerouac, #Ginsberg, F#erlinghetti, Gary #Snyder und June #Jordan.
Whitmans Engagement für #Solidarität inspirierte viele #Linke der späten 1800er und frühen 1900er Jahre, darunter Emma #Goldman und die #WW, die Kopien von Whitmans Gedichten in Form des Little Blue Book an ihre Mitglieder verteilte. Bartolomeo #Vanzetti, Elizabeth Gurley #Flynn und Ralph #Chaplin bezeichneten Whitman ebenfalls als ihre #Inspiration. Er inspirierte auch den kubanischen Dichter und Revolutionär José #Martí sowie Pablo #Neruda und Jorge Luis #Borges.
Via: trueten.de
Quelle: https://kolektiva.social/@MikeDunnAuthor/114603241424442651 @MikeDunnAuthor #Literatur #Anarchismus #LBTQIA
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Remember Walt Whitman
Heute in der Geschichte der Arbeiterbewegung - 31. Mai 1819: Der Dichter Walt Whitman wurde geboren. Whitman brachte 1855 seinen ersten und berühmtesten Gedichtband, Leaves of Grass, auf eigene Kosten raus. Er wurde wegen seiner Sinnlichkeit als obszön kritisiert. Während des Bürgerkriegs meldete er sich freiwillig in #Krankenhäusern, um Verwundete zu pflegen. Viele glauben aufgrund seiner Schriften, dass Whitman schwul oder bisexuell war, obwohl dies von einigen Historikern bestritten wird. Oscar# Wilde traf Whitman 1882 in den Vereinigten Staaten und sagte dem Aktivisten für #Homosexuellenrechte George Cecil #Ives, dass Whitmans sexuelle Orientierung außer Frage stehe: „Ich habe noch immer den Kuss von Walt Whitman auf meinen Lippen.“ Whitman wird von vielen als Amerikas erster und größter #ichter angesehen. Er inspirierte viele, die nach ihm kamen, darunter Ezra #Pound, Langston #Hughes, #Kerouac, #Ginsberg, F#erlinghetti, Gary #Snyder und June #Jordan.
Whitmans Engagement für #Solidarität inspirierte viele #Linke der späten 1800er und frühen 1900er Jahre, darunter Emma #Goldman und die #WW, die Kopien von Whitmans Gedichten in Form des Little Blue Book an ihre Mitglieder verteilte. Bartolomeo #Vanzetti, Elizabeth Gurley #Flynn und Ralph #Chaplin bezeichneten Whitman ebenfalls als ihre #Inspiration. Er inspirierte auch den kubanischen Dichter und Revolutionär José #Martí sowie Pablo #Neruda und Jorge Luis #Borges.
Via: trueten.de
Quelle: https://kolektiva.social/@MikeDunnAuthor/114603241424442651 @MikeDunnAuthor #Literatur #Anarchismus #LBTQIA
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"America this is quite serious." Allen Ginsberg, "America" 1956.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/49305/america-56d22b41f119f
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"America this is quite serious." Allen Ginsberg, "America" 1956.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/49305/america-56d22b41f119f
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"America this is quite serious." Allen Ginsberg, "America" 1956.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/49305/america-56d22b41f119f
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"America this is quite serious." Allen Ginsberg, "America" 1956.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/49305/america-56d22b41f119f
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Tariffs in A Supermarket in California
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Tariffs in A Supermarket in California
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Tariffs in A Supermarket in California
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Tariffs in A Supermarket in California
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Me voici pour la 2ème fois à l’assaut de "Naked Lunch" (William .S. #burroughs Penguin, 2015 [1959], contemplant, déconfit et rageur, l’abysse qui sépare la bonne connaissance d’une langue de l'intimité avec une culture, a fortiori celle de la contre-culture beatnik des années 50, de sa dépendance aux drogues, à l’alcool, au sexe, à la recherche (désespérée ?) d’un « ailleurs » que traduit une littérature (vocabulaire, syntaxe, construction) tellement « autre ». Burroughs (le dynamiteur), #Ginsberg (le politique manipulateur), #Kerouac (le poète)… Puis-je encore les comprendre (et les aimer ?) quand le monde dans lequel je vis est si différent du leur?
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Me voici pour la 2ème fois à l’assaut de "Naked Lunch" (William .S. #burroughs Penguin, 2015 [1959], contemplant, déconfit et rageur, l’abysse qui sépare la bonne connaissance d’une langue de l'intimité avec une culture, a fortiori celle de la contre-culture beatnik des années 50, de sa dépendance aux drogues, à l’alcool, au sexe, à la recherche (désespérée ?) d’un « ailleurs » que traduit une littérature (vocabulaire, syntaxe, construction) tellement « autre ». Burroughs (le dynamiteur), #Ginsberg (le politique manipulateur), #Kerouac (le poète)… Puis-je encore les comprendre (et les aimer ?) quand le monde dans lequel je vis est si différent du leur?
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It's #WorldPoetryDay. What poem would you recommend that we read? Mine is Allen Ginsberg's, "A Supermarket in California." Here's a few lines & a link to the whole poem:
I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47660/a-supermarket-in-california -
It's #WorldPoetryDay. What poem would you recommend that we read? Mine is Allen Ginsberg's, "A Supermarket in California." Here's a few lines & a link to the whole poem:
I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47660/a-supermarket-in-california -
It's #WorldPoetryDay. What poem would you recommend that we read? Mine is Allen Ginsberg's, "A Supermarket in California." Here's a few lines & a link to the whole poem:
I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47660/a-supermarket-in-california -
It's #WorldPoetryDay. What poem would you recommend that we read? Mine is Allen Ginsberg's, "A Supermarket in California." Here's a few lines & a link to the whole poem:
I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47660/a-supermarket-in-california -
It's #WorldPoetryDay. What poem would you recommend that we read? Mine is Allen Ginsberg's, "A Supermarket in California." Here's a few lines & a link to the whole poem:
I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47660/a-supermarket-in-california -
It's #WorldPoetryDay. What poem would you recommend that we read? Mine is Allen Ginsberg's, "A Supermarket in California." Here's a few lines & a link to the whole poem:
I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47660/a-supermarket-in-california -
It's #WorldPoetryDay. What poem would you recommend that we read? Mine is Allen Ginsberg's, "A Supermarket in California." Here's a few lines & a link to the whole poem:
I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47660/a-supermarket-in-california -
It's #WorldPoetryDay. What poem would you recommend that we read? Mine is Allen Ginsberg's, "A Supermarket in California." Here's a few lines & a link to the whole poem:
I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47660/a-supermarket-in-california -
It's #WorldPoetryDay. What poem would you recommend that we read? Mine is Allen Ginsberg's, "A Supermarket in California." Here's a few lines & a link to the whole poem:
I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47660/a-supermarket-in-california -
It's #WorldPoetryDay. What poem would you recommend that we read? Mine is Allen Ginsberg's, "A Supermarket in California." Here's a few lines & a link to the whole poem:
I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys.
I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47660/a-supermarket-in-california -
Saw a lot of signs today at the #Tesla takedown. Speaking of signs and protest, I'll be listening to and watching this iconic video with #Dylan and #Ginsberg.
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Saw a lot of signs today at the #Tesla takedown. Speaking of signs and protest, I'll be listening to and watching this iconic video with #Dylan and #Ginsberg.