Allen Ginsberg — "who broke their backs lifting Moloch into heaven!"
who broke their backs lifting Moloch into heaven!
who broke their backs lifting Moloch into heaven!
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"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix, angelheaded hipsters burning for …"
"I'm a great believer in the power of imagination, and the power of creativity, and the power of expression."
"I'm a poet, but I'm not a madman."
"Holy the cocks of the angels!"
"The suffering itself is not so bad; it's the resentment against suffering that is the real pain."
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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