Nagasaki Days (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
I -- A Pleasant Afternoon for Michael Brownstein and Dick Gallup One day 3 poets and 60 ears sat under ...
I -- A Pleasant Afternoon for Michael Brownstein and Dick Gallup One day 3 poets and 60 ears sat under ...
When my God gets up off His thrown, He'll hear my voice and I won't be alone. All the pain ...
Ashes on my fingers, on my skin, the smoke, filling my lungs the moment, the power, of the sacrifice these ...
My throat thick, my nostrils full the smell of their burning on my skin palms of the festival, of the ...
Smell the bold colors, Rich in my nostrils, Illuminated on the branches before me as I drive. Low sunlight piercing ...
Short cropped hair of black Full beard of stubble, four days old Gray joining the jagged black shards Menacing, reaching ...
The blue forest, chilled and blue, like the lips of the dead if the lips were gone. The year has ...
When the pods went pop on the broom, green broom, And apples began to be golden-skinn'd, We harbour'd a stag ...
"Zipless sex" one cynic called this festival of fornication, this celebration of new-found sexual strength and urbane honesty, of sex ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
I The cloud my bed is tinged with blood and foam. The vault yet blazes with the sun Writhing above ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Next to him the eldest daughter: She suggested very little Only asked if he would take her With her look ...
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
A week before the Armistice, you died. They did not keep your heart like Livingstone's, then plant your bones near ...
she is so intense in her fear: her nostrils quiver at the scent of society's danger; caught in the glare ...
Now is the time for the burning of the leaves, They go to the fire; the nostrils prick with smoke ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And ...
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all three; "Good speed!" cried ...
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
The world is full of women who'd tell me I should be ashamed of myself if they had the chance. ...
a 1. Los smitten with astonishment Frightend at the hurtling bones 2. And at the surging sulphureous Perturbed Immortal mad ...
O thou who passest thro' our valleys in Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat That flames from ...
AFRICA I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: He sung it to four harps at the ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
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