• America

      America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing. America two dollars and twenty-seven cents January 17, 1956. I can’t stand my own mind. America when will we end the human war? Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb I don’t feel good don’t bother me. I won’t write my poem till I’m in […]

  • April Come She Will

      “April Come She Will”   April, comes she will, When streams are ripe and swelled with rain. May, she will stay, Resting in my arms again. June, she’ll change her tune. In restless walks she’ll prowl the night. July, she will fly, And give no warning to her flight. August, die she must. The […]

  • The Severed Garden

      Wow, im sick of doubt Live in the life of certain, south, cruel bindings The servants have the power Dog men and they’re mean women Pulling poor blankets over our sailors Im sick of dour faces staring at me from the tv tower I want roses in my garden bower, dig? Royal babies, rubies […]

  • Le Bateau Ivre – Anime

     

  • Le bateau ivre

    Comme je descendais des Fleuves impassibles, Je ne me sentis plus guidé par les haleurs : Des Peaux-Rouges criards les avaient pris pour cibles Les ayant cloués nus aux poteaux de couleurs. J’étais insoucieux de tous les équipages, Porteur de blés flamands ou de cotons anglais. Quand avec mes haleurs ont fini ces tapages Les […]

  • Heaven – Angels in America

      We can’t just stop. We are not rocks. Progress, migration, motion is maternity, it’s animate. It’s what living things do. We desire. Even if all we desire is stillness, its still desire for. Even if we go faster than we should, we can’t wait and wait for what? God? God. He isn’t coming back […]

  • Juliana Hatfield: Silly Goofball Poems Lyrics

    The Moose is a noble dolt. The Elk is a fool. The Rhinoceros is the biggest bore of them all. The Hippopatamus is a Giant River Pig. The Hyena is a striped dog who thought he was a laughing Horse. The Lion is a Queer Cat who by the power of his Queerness became a […]

  • What I consider the best opening sentence in literature

    He – for there could be no doubt of his sex, though the fashion of the time did something to disguise it – was in the act of slicing at the head of a Moor which swung from the rafters. Virginia Woolf, Orlando (1928)

  • Modified quote from the movie “La Haine” – 1995

    It’s about a society in free fall. On the way down, it keeps telling itself: ‘So far, so good. So far, so good. So far, so good.’ It’s not how you fall that matters. It’s the landing.

  • Kaddish by Allen Ginsberg

    No more to say, and nothing to weep for but the Beings in the Dream, trapped in its disappearance…

  • America by Allen Ginsberg

      America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing. America two dollars and twenty-seven cents January 17, 1956. I can’t stand my own mind. America when will we end the human war? Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb I don’t feel good don’t bother me. I won’t write my poem till I’m in […]