Wrote This Last Night
Posted by stateofqueer on January 26, 2011
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Allen Ginsberg wrote this in Paris in December 1957. This recording was done on January 27, 2011.
(0 ratings) (0 ratings) Squeal
Posted by stateofqueer on January 25, 2011
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Allen Ginsberg wrote this poem in Paris in December 1957. This recording was done on January 25, 2011.
WTF?
(0 ratings) POEM Rocket
Posted by stateofqueer on January 24, 2011
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Allen Ginsberg wrote this poem in Amsterdam on October 4, 1957. This recording was done on January 25, 2011.
(0 ratings) Ready to Roll
Posted by stateofqueer on January 23, 2011
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Allen Ginsberg wrote this poem in San Francisco in October 1956. This recording was done on January 23, 2011.
This marks poem #100. This marks the end of Part III of his collected works "Allen Ginsberg: Collected Poems 1947-1980".
Ginsberg finding his stride now, begins seeing the nuance moments of life and bringing them to the page in rhyme and duty. Bringing punctuation to real words and meaning to make me make vocal meaning of his works. Tomorrow I begin a new part, Part IV--Reality Sandwiches: Europe! Europe! (1957-1959). This journey so far for Ginsberg's work shows a man that went from an almost whiny spiritualist to a describer of the mundane, to a lover of writers before him, to a political cut-throat vying for a voice, to a man embarking upon journeys with a sense of sexual and locational freedom.
I have yet to give up my life as Ginsberg has and devote my days and nights to the writing of the good word. Perhaps the day may never come. But I sit here today with Ginsberg staring at me--literally, I have a Ginsberg doll staring at me that I bought in Japan--urging me to find the mode and method by which to embrace my world and express it. The process of the yoga, the process of the writing, the process of the living and the process of the dying will all bring about fresher moments to express. The pleasures and the messes will provide the remedy for depressions and their excesses. And beyond the one-liners that get me through the day-to-day drama, there exists something that antiquity will never erase nor allow to rust. My legs, you see, will live on in infamy.
(0 ratings) Many Loves
Posted by stateofqueer on January 22, 2011
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Allen Ginsberg wrote this poem in Arctic, August 10, 1956. This recording was done on January 23, 2011.
Just a warning to the listeners here. This poem will make you hot. That is if you are turned on by the thought of a young Ginsberg getting naked and close with a young Neal Cassady. Do enjoy this one. It was a lot of fun to read.
(0 ratings) Psalm III
Posted by stateofqueer on January 21, 2011
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Allen Ginsberg wrote this poem in Seattle, June, 1956. This recording was done on January 21, 2011.
(0 ratings) In the Baggage Room at Greyhound
Posted by stateofqueer on January 20, 2011
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Allen Ginsberg wrote this poem on May 9, 1956. This recording was done on January 20, 2011.
(0 ratings) Scribble
Posted by stateofqueer on January 19, 2011
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Allen Ginsberg wrote this poem in Berkeley, March 1956. This recording was done on January 19, 2011.
Do you love Edith Piaf like I do?
(0 ratings) Tears
Posted by stateofqueer on January 18, 2011
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Allen Ginsberg wrote this poem in Seattle, February 2, 1956. This recording was done January 18, 2011.
(0 ratings) Afternoon Seattle
Posted by stateofqueer on January 17, 2011
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Allen Ginsberg wrote this poem on February 2, 1956. This recording was done on January 17, 2011.
I quickly approach recording #100, and I am still in disbelief that I have gone so far with this project. Having done this, I have found myself in much more engaging and interesting conversations than I could have imagined. Talking about my commitment to be productive and creative in even this small a fashion has helped me start and maintain more interesting relationships with those around me. Getting a glimpse of others creative directions while we compare and contrast our visions for creativity have been wonderful.
Constantly
We mark our worlds with creations of sound, smell, and visions. We reach to the bodies around us looking for cosmic connection --Ginsberg's concept, not mine. We bleed-out thoughts to the gauzy bodies who seek also to share ever-fluidly ideas on and of the world. Constantly we change. Constantly we evolve.
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