No more to say, and nothing to weep for but the Beings in the Dream, trapped in its disappearance, sighing, screaming with it, buying and selling pieces of phantom, worshipping each other, worshipping the God included in it all—longing or inevitability? —while it lasts, a Vision—anything more?
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"The only war that matters is the war against the imagination."
"I'm a great believer in the idea that if you don't have something to say, you shouldn't say it."
"The only way to protest a mad world is to be as mad as it is."
"I'm not interested in being famous. I'm interested in being a poet."
"I'm a friend, but I'm not a sycophant."
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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