Author: Allen Ginsberg

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 […]

Hey Father Death, I’m flying home Hey poor man, you’re all alone Hey old daddy, I know where I’m going […]

Last nite I dreamed of T. S. Eliot Welcoming me to the land of dream Sofas couches fog in England […]