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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"Poetry is the record of individual insights into the secret soul of the individual and because all individuals are one in the eyes of their creator, into the soul of the world. The world has a soul."
"who broke their backs lifting Moloch into heaven!"
"Every American wants MORE & MORE of the world and why not, you only live once. But the mistake made in America is persons accumulate more & more dead matter, machinery, possessions & rugs & fact infor…"
"I am a dream, and I am a nightmare, and I am a fantasy, and I am a reality, and I am a myth, and I am a legend."
"I'm a presence, but I'm not a specter."
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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