Allen Ginsberg — "who let themselves be fucked in the ass by saintly motorcyclists, and screamed w…"
who let themselves be fucked in the ass by saintly motorcyclists, and screamed with joy,
who let themselves be fucked in the ass by saintly motorcyclists, and screamed with joy,
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"Which way will the sunflower turn surrounded by millions of suns?"
"The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it."
"The only way to understand life is to live it, and the only way to understand death is to die."
"I had a moment of clarity, saw the feeling in the heart of things, walked out to the garden crying."
"I didn't foresee what you felt—what more hideous gape of bad mouth came first—to you—and were you prepared? To go where? In that Dark—that—in that God? a radiance? A Lord in the Void? Like an eye in t…"
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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