Allen Ginsberg — "Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unobtainable dollars!"
Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unobtainable dollars!
Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unobtainable dollars!
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"I feel my life is sterile, I am unbloomed, unused, I have nothing I can have that I will ever want, only some love, only dearness and tenderness, to make me weep. I am moved now and sad and unhappy be…"
"The universe is a vast and mysterious place, and we are all part of it."
"If I look at my work, I think the most important thing is the honesty."
"America when will you be angelic? When will you take off your clothes? When will you look at yourself through the grave? When will you be worthy of your million Trotskyites? America why are your libra…"
"I never dreamed the sea so deep, The earth so dark; so long my sleep, I have become another child. I wake to see the world go wild."
American Beat poet whose Howl (1956) faced an obscenity trial and became a counterculture manifesto. Closely associated with Jack Kerouac (Beat novelist, On the Road) and William S. Burroughs (fellow Beat, Naked Lunch). For an intellectual contrast, see T.S. Eliot, high-modernist poet of The Waste Land — Ginsberg's open-line confessional Beat verse was a deliberate rejection of Eliot's allusive academic formalism — the two halves of mid-century American poetry.
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