Best Ginsberg Poems

I am like
Cleopatra
embraced by serpents many
fear
always trying something new
and dramatic with my
hair
I am like
Eva Patrón
growing up with a painful family
getting lost in movies
thinking of my...

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Lamentation

born among the travelers of her day  
she played in the sandpile with Woody Guthrie 
sung in the chorus with Allen Ginsberg 
walked in...

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Corsican sand
  on the Rio Grande
Simon Bolivar weeps
  the night asleep

Renegade cycles
  hogs gone mild
Gehinnom's Mayor
  Timothy Leary's child

Zebras abound
 ...

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Lonesome on the beat and path;
I am lonesome on the Beat way.
On the Road with Jack Kerouac 
and having a lunch naked with William S....

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I the lonely poet whose words 
spill out onto the page 
like blood spatter at a crime scene
will knock at your door
books in my eyes...

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i wanna vent like Bukowski
but the censors won't let me

be heard

won't let me cock my hat
and unload my gun
won't let me

be heard

i wanna howl like...

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You see I had lots of respect

NOW you are begging for attention 
and a reality check, so try me,
Try me like satan tried jesus,

Your trying...

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Patrick Ewing is Neanderthal, but his wife is pretty yawl.
Neil Cannon face is comical, but Mariah Carey loved him so.
Michael Jordan is crooked teeth and...

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I should have been a Beat Poet

I should have been a Beat Poet
Like Ginsberg or Ferlinghetti
They were good but not that great
Oh, maybe I'm being...

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Eric Mottram on the American literary and cultural scene during 1965-66 while he was the recipient of the American Learned Societies’ award for a year....

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rainy season 
	grief, white hydrangeas 
	hungry caterpillar



In part, The Haiku Society of America’s definition of a haiku reads, “Usually a haiku in English is written...

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barn asked noble
   where is the choucroute

   as shukran every morning
   at the bodega

   to send the...

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To know you're destined to write poetry, I think a poet needs to find a meaning to his or her own life in everything they...

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Writing poems is a poet's biz
  Yet no one knows what a poem is
They used to be structured, meter and rhyme
  But that...

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It's the beat era
It's beat of the heat
It's beat deep to keep 
It's beat start of the heart 
It's beat frown and beaten down

It's the...

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