Allen Ginsberg — "The world is holy! The soul is holy! The skin is holy! The nose is holy! The ton…"
The world is holy! The soul is holy! The skin is holy! The nose is holy! The tongue and cock and hand and anus holy!
The world is holy! The soul is holy! The skin is holy! The nose is holy! The tongue and cock and hand and anus holy!
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"I’m sick of being a tool of the ruling class."
"What sphinx of cement and aluminum bashed open their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination?"
"I'm a great believer in the power of love, and the power of compassion, and the power of forgiveness."
"Your machinery is too much for me. You made me want to be a saint."
"I'm not a beatnik. I'm a poet."
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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