Author: Allen Ginsberg

I A Pleasant Afternoon for Michael Brownstein and Dick Gallup One day 3 poets and 60 ears sat under a […]

Drinking my tea Without sugar- No difference. The sparrow shits upside down ah! my brain & eggs Mayan head in […]

In nineteen hundred forty-nine China was won by Mao Tse-tung Chiang Kai-shek’s army ran away They were waiting there in […]

The weight of the world is love. Under the burden of solitude, Under the burden of dissatisfaction the weight, The […]

Millions of babies watching the skies Bellies swollen, with big round eyes On Jessore Road long bamboo huts Noplace to […]

I What new element before us unborn in nature? Is there a new thing under the Sun? At last inquisitive […]

The flower in the glass peanut bottle formerly in the kitchen crooked to take a place in the light, The […]

I walked on the banks of the tincan banana dock and sat down under the huge shade of a Southern […]

Elan that lifts me above the clouds Into pure space, timeless, yea eternal Breath transmuted into words Transmuted back to […]

America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing. America two dollars and twentyseven cents January 17, 1956. I can’t […]

To Ezra Pound These are the names of the companies that have made money from this war Nineteenhundredsixtyeight Annodomini fourthousand […]

Pigeons shake their wings on the copper church roof Out my window across the street, a bird perched on the […]

Under silver wing San Francisco’s towers sprouting thru thin gas clouds, Tamalpais black-breasted above Pacific azure Berkeley hills pine-covered below […]

What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whit – Man, for I walked down the sidestreets under the trees […]

I Whom bomb? We bomb them! Whom bomb? We bomb them! Whom bomb? We bomb them! Whom bomb? We bomb […]

When I died, love, when I died My heart was broken in your care; I never suffered love so fair […]

I speak of love that comes to mind: The moon is faithful, although blind; She moves in thought she cannot […]

Homage Kenneth Koch If I were doing my Laundry I’d wash my dirty Iran I’d throw in my United States, […]

Now mind is clear As a cloudless sky. Time then to make a Home in wilderness. What have I done […]

O dear sweet rosy unattainable desire …how sad, no way to change the mad Cultivated asphodel, the visible reality… And […]