Death & Fame (Allen Ginsberg Poems)
When I dieI don't care what happens to my bodythrow ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East Riverbury an ...
When I dieI don't care what happens to my bodythrow ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East Riverbury an ...
Ceased is the sound of the chisel, and hushed is the hammer's ring,And the echoes that haunted the empty halls ...
IOut of the reaches of illimitable nightThe blazing planet grew, and forc'd to lifeUnending cycles of progressive strifeAnd strange mutations ...
SIR:- You complain that I have asserted that a partiality for monarchy appeared in your conduct. This fact you deny, ...
It is hard to get a balanced view of Tupac Amaru Shakur (or Lesane Parish Crooks as he was known as a ...
The last walls of shame fell,And we rejoiced…And we danced…And we were blessed with the signing of the peace of ...
O this political air so heavy with the bellsand motors of a slow night, and no place to restbut rain ...
An angry Black woman on the subject of the angry White man:We didn't always need affirmative actionWhen we broke this ...
THE terrible wind, the dangerous storm, iswrestling with a ship on the ocean ; it is tryingto break her, but ...
She has slid down the channels Of history's annals Disguised as the child of a king, But that is a glib And iniquitous fib, For ...
Twas eve in Brooklyn, and the bracing airOf northern regions fanned the city fair,Urging life's currents to a generous flowAnd ...
FOR THE MEETING OF THE AMERICAN MEDICAL ASSOCIATIONAT NEW YORK, MAY 5, 1853I hold a letter in my hand,(Oliver Wendell ...
I hear again the tread of war go thundering through the land,And Puritan and Cavalier are clinching neck and hand,Round ...
The hour was on us; where the man? The fateful sands unfaltering ran, And up the way of tears He came into the ...
A Rock, A River, A TreeHosts to species long since departed,Mark the mastodon.The dinosaur, who left dry tokensOf their sojourn ...
The face of QanaPale, like that of Jesusand the sea breeze of April…Rains of blood.. and tears..2They entered Qana stepping ...
IHe walked under the shadow of the HillWhere men are fed into the firesAnd walled apart…Unarmed and alone,He summoned his ...
Why should the American negro be proud?This question was asked in tones clear and loud,The Negro who once was in ...
Yea, this is he, whose name is synonym Of all that's noble, though but lowly born; Who took command upon a stormy ...
The Hoosier Folk-Child--all unsung-- Unlettered all of mind and tongue; Unmastered, unmolested--made Most wholly frank and unafraid: Untaught of any school--unvexed Of law or creed--all ...
Dreaming before the cheerful fire, Cushioned in easy chair,Methought a troupe of fairies bright, So blithe and debonair,Trooped gaily in the dim ...
THE LITTLE-NECK CLAMA modern verse-sequence, showing how a native American subject, strictly realistic, may be treated in various manners adapted ...
A WOMAN waits for me--she contains all, nothing is lacking,Yet all were lacking, if sex were lacking, or if the ...
THE outrage of innocence in instances too numerous to be recorded, of the wanton barbarity of the soldiers of the ...
We are accused of terrorismIf we dare to write about the remains of a homelandThat is scattered in pieces and ...
I'm in a plane that will not be flown into a building.It's a SAAB 340, seats 40, has two engines ...
I am an atheist who says his prayers.I am an anarchist, and a full professor at that. I take the ...
Cicely Fox Smith1st February 1882Happy 125th Birthdayhttp://oldpoetry.com/oauthor/show/Miss_Cicely_Fox_SmithThis month sees the 125th anniversary of the birth of a remarkable lady who ...
For a month now, wandering over the Sierras,A poem had been gathering in my mind,Details of significance and rhythm,The way ...
Sister once of weeds & a dark water that held stillIn ditches reflecting the odd,Abstaining clouds that passed, & keptTheir ...
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