Allen Ginsberg — "Though while it comes it is a lion that eats the soul—and the lamb, the soul, in…"
Though while it comes it is a lion that eats the soul—and the lamb, the soul, in us, alas, offering itself in sacrifice to change's fierce hunger—hair and teeth—and the roar of bonepain, skull bare, break rib, rot-skin, braintricked Implacability.
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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.