Long Ginsberg Poems

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. (begun in the last post and to be continued)

January 2,...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s Twentythird Legal by T. Wignesan

Le vingt-troisième légal

pendant la guerre le peuple devient obéissent de nouveau
plein du respect (et) de la confiance les enfants naïfs dans la foi
la gouvernance nécessaire  ...

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EPIDEMIOLOGICAL NAME: Donkey Pox

ORIGIN: First detected in Orwellian hippies, Leninist/Marxist think tanks, insane asylums, the Deep State, secret societies, and faculty and student lounges across America.  

TRANSMISSION: Pathogen mostly attacks highly sensitive unhinged white...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s TWENTYEIGHTH LEGAL (Part One) by T. Wignesan
 
N.B. If any one is interested in reading the continuation of the extracts of letters that Eric Mottram wrote from America during 1965-66 to...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s KRIM: AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY TO SEPTEMBER 1989 - II by T. Wignesan

( This poem is from the collection, ESTUARIES: Poems 1989-91. Twickenham: Solaris, 1992, 62p. Pub. by Yasmin and Peterjon Skelt. Back...

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America
I´m here to bring you
What you don´t need
Another heartfelt poem
Another heartsick plea
Worth less than
Chewed gum
America I’m tapping
At your window
At 3 am
With a bag full of
Sour wine
And a shopping list
Of grievances
America wake up
It´s me and I...

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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 own
hypnotizing when I speak
First lady of Argentina
meeting you, after death
would...

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Returned to the coast of the 
mind, the tide of energy 
wetness, rising in and out 
we sat on the park 
bench, the sun rays a warm 
blanket upon skin 
cracked out galling gulls 
stared...

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I 
A right became an unexpected left; 
Nothing more important than subliminal 
country miles that pulled me forward, 
no destination or thought to why, 
just my surprise. Some ten miles gone, 
I felt a ray...

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Every time  I read Pessoa I think
I'm better than he is
Salutations to Fernando Pessoa-Alan Ginsberg
 
 Me, the monocled one, with my foppish belted waistcoat, 
I'm not unworthy of you, Walt, 
I'm not unworthy...

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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 petty.

I could have driven across the States
Like Cassady and Kerouac
But...

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KEROUAC THE WORD SPEAKS JAZZ/Tony Adamo

Spoken Word All in Caps for Better Reading While in Recording Studio/10/14/23
THE JAZZ COOL AND BEBOP MUSICIANS MADE MUSIC THEIR OWN/
 THE BEAT GENERATION WAS A NONCONFORMIST CULTURE MOVEMENT OF...

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Shyloch, Shyloch Ye of crippled writers block Howl !
Hipster!  
Survivor of sanatoriums drug riddled needled dreams and cancer lobotomy fantasies!
Drowned out by the apathy of X-Factor modernity!
Shyloch whose machinery sprite faster through chemical brewing!
And...

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We were pilgrims to the great city 
one who's culture is globally abundant 
all types live there 

Big name giants 
Equal minded intellectuals 
Rights activists aplenty 
Kings of poetry and literature 
Envious dealers of intensity...

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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 see, read or hear. Be it simply opinion, or great...

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THE BEAT POETS BEAT
In the heart of San Francisco, Beat poet and publisher, Lawrence Ferlinghetti's City Lights bookstore shines bright, where words dance like shadows and the Beat poets ignite the night/
October 7, 1955 history...

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Ginsberg Writes the F- WORD

 FALLEN GINSBERG COINS “” INTO POETRY,
Our college creative-writing professor
Announced in 1972,  to our class of hippie poets, 
Like me, who didn’t quite see
The big deal, because we were establishing...

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ON THE DEATH OF GINSBERG

Rain-damp street outside my window voices 
punctuate early morning street dogs 
bark car engines cough start 
someone’s day  
lie in half-light thinking of you Allen Ginsberg 

what demons drove you...

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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 to unleash all that steam 
but you only sound like...

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Brings back aromatic, delicious yesterdays.
Our San Francisco les journeees!

Of winding streets and moonlit sweaty-love 
soaked sheets.
North Beach, homemade Italian fresh baked 
bread and cheese.

Our favorite, Osso Bucco, when we were in the 
mood.
In our shining,...

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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 Juanita is petite.
Donald Trump is running for President and so...

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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 the way of The Weavers
and bathed in the rhythms of...

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Oh second hand counting time
upon the liver building gothic clock
Waving goodwill to her dearly departed 3 sister's
Starring gainly upon lady mersey set a blitz

Climbing up her red bricks
Of the old abandoned mill's
And lighting up her...

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And I'm concerned, afraid, got the railroad crossing blues and the jazz that plays so low and desolation looms like the ghost of Christmas past/ And the band wraps up and it's time to go...

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On coining an acronym for the neologism  'occult microaggresion' 
'OM' is right, 
But might get the Buddhists backs up....
OMA, WTAF? What about OMA? 
Its German for granny, but I've no objection to teutonic geriatrics, 
Unless...

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