Allen Ginsberg — "I'm not a revolutionary. I'm an evolutionary."
I'm not a revolutionary. I'm an evolutionary.
I'm not a revolutionary. I'm an evolutionary.
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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…"
"Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unobtainable dollars! Children screaming under the stairways! Boys sobbing in armies! Old men weeping in the parks!"
"There, rest. No more suffering for you. I know where you've gone, it's good."
"Our heads are round so thought can change direction."
"What's sacred when the Thing is all the universe?"
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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