Lawrence Ferlinghetti
Dove sta amore Where lies love Dove sta amore Here lies love The ring dove love In lyrical delight Hear love’s hillsong Love’s true willsong Love’s low plainsong Too sweet painsong In passages of
It was a face which darkness could kill in an instant A face as easily hurt by laughter or light ‘We think differently at night’ she told me once Lying back languidly And she
Constantly risking absurdity And death Whenever he performs Above the heads Of his audience The poet like an acrobat Climbs on rime To a high wire of his own making And balancing on eyebeams
Long long I lay in the sands Sounds of trains in the surf In subways of the sea And an even greater undersound Of a vast confusion in the universe A rumbling and a
Night closed my windows and The sky became a crystal house The crystal windows glowed The moon Shown through them Through the whole house of crystal A single star beamed down Its crystal cable
The pennycandystore beyond the El Is where I first fell in love with unreality Jellybeans glowed in the semi-gloom Of that september afternoon A cat upon the counter moved among the licorice sticks and
And now our government A bird with two right wings Flies on from zone to zone While we go on having our little fun & games At each election As if it really mattered
One grand boulevard with trees With one grand cafe in sun With strong black coffee in very small cups. One not necessarily very beautiful Man or woman who loves you. One fine day.
There’s a breathless hush on the freeway tonight Beyond the ledges of concrete Restaurants fall into dreams With candlelight couples Lost Alexandria still burns In a billion lightbulbs Lives cross lives Idling at stoplights
Freer Than most birds An eagle flies up Over San Francisco Freer than most places Soars high up Floats and glides high up In the still Open spaces Flown from the mountains Floated down