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  • Unholy battered old thing you were, my sunflower O my soul, I loved you then!
    (Allen Ginsberg, "Howl and Other Poems")

  • Visions! omens! hallucinations! miracles! ecstasies! gone down the American river! Dreams! adorations! illumnations! religions! the whole boatload of sensitive bullshit!
    (Allen Ginsberg, "Howl and Other Poems")

  • We are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter
    (Allen Ginsberg, "Howl and Other Poems")

  • What peaches and what penumbras! Whole families shopping at night! Aisles full of husbands! Wives in the avocados, babies in the tomatoes!--and you, Garcia Lorca, what were you doing down by the watermelons?
    (Allen Ginsberg, "Howl and Other Poems")

  • All these books are published in Heaven.
    (Allen Ginsberg, "Howl and Other Poems")


  • I touch your book and dream of our odyssey in the supermarket and feel absurd.
    (Allen Ginsberg, "Howl and Other Poems")

  • My books piled up before me for my use waiting in space where I placed them, they haven't disappeared, time's left its remnants and qualities for me to use -- my words piled up, my texts, my manuscripts, my loves.
    (Allen Ginsberg, "Howl and Other Poems")

  • The beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
    (Allen Ginsberg, "Howl and Other Poems")

  • The closet door is open for me, where I left it, since I left it open, it has graciously stayed open.
    (Allen Ginsberg, "Howl and Other Poems")

  • Mind is shapely, Art is shapely.
    (Allen Ginsberg, "Howl and Other Poems")

  • Ultimately Warhol's private moral reference was to the supreme kitsch of the Catholic church.
    (Allen Ginsberg)

  • Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
    (Allen Ginsberg)

  • No monster vibration, no snake universe hallucinations. Many tiny jeweled violet flowers along the path of a living brook that looked like Blake's illustration for a canal in grassy Eden huge Pacific watery shore, Orlovsky dancing naked like Shiva long-haired before giant green waves, titanic cliffs that Wordsworth mentioned in his own Sublime, great yellow sun veiled with mist hanging over the planet's oceanic horizon. No harm.
    (Allen Ginsberg)

  • Poets are Damned... but See with the Eyes of Angels.
    (Allen Ginsberg)

  • Who weeps for the pain?
    (Allen Ginsberg, "Howl and Other Poems")


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