The Fall of America: Poems of These States ; 1965 - 1971City Lights Books, 1983 - 188 Seiten This collection is characterized by a prophetic tone inspired by William Blake and Walt Whitman, as well as an objective view characterized by William Carlos Williams. The content is more overtly political than most of his previous poetry with many of the poems about Ginsberg's condemnation of America's actions in Vietnam. Current events such as the Moon Landing and the 1968 Democratic National Convention, the death of Che Guevara, and personal events such as the death of Ginsberg's friend and former lover Neal Cassady are also topics. |
Inhalt
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Over Denver Again | 107 |
Easter Sunday | 113 |
Sonora Desert Edge | 120 |
In a Moonlit Hermits Cabin | 127 |
Flash Back | 136 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Aether ALLEN GINSBERG America asphalt autos baby beard Beatles belly blinking blue blue Daisy body bomb brain breath bridge bright brown Canyon Chicago Christmas City Lights Books clouds cock consciousness crash Dakini dead dream earth electric Electric Networks eyes flash flat fuck giant gold granite grass green grey Guru Guru hair hanging Hare Krishna head Heaven highway hills horizon iron Jessore Jessore Road Lake master meat metal Milarepa miles Millions mist moon mountains mouth Neal Neal Cassady neon night orange orgasms planet Poems Police radio rain River roar robot rock rolling round rusty Saigon scream shining shit silent silver Sir Spirit skull sleep smell smog smoke smokestacks snow Steve Canyon Street sunlight sweet thru tiny towers trees truck Vietcong Vietnam Vietnam War voice wall waves weeping window wires woods yellow
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Seite 1 - Mountain — a white horse standing back of a 2 ton truck moving forward between two trees. At Nespelem, in the yellow sun, a marker for Chief Joseph's grave under rilled brown hills — white cross over highway. At Grand Coulee under leaden sky, giant red generators humm thru granite & concrete to materialize onions — And grey water laps against the grey sides of Steamboat Mesa. At Dry Falls 40 Niagras stand silent & invisible, tiny horses graze on the rusty canyon's mesquite floor. At Mesa, on...
Seite 110 - ... hairy woods scattered in Pubic mounds twittering w/ birds — Nobody foresaw these wormpaths asphalted uphill crost bridges to small church towns, chill snowfields streaked with metal feces-dust. Maelstrom roar of air-boats to Baltimore! Farmland whirlpooled into mechanic apocalypse on Iron Tides! Wheels drop in Sunlight, over Vast building-hive roofs glittering, New York's ice agleam in a dying world. Bump down to ground Hare Krishna Preserver! Philadelphia smoking in Gold Sunlight, pink blue...
Seite 86 - I'm alone sticking out, your sword stuck throbbing in me please master pull out and slowly roll into the bottom please master lunge it again, and withdraw to the tip please please master fuck me again with your self, please fuck me Please Master drive down till it hurts me the softness the Softness please master make love to my ass, give body to center, & fuck me for good like a girl, tenderly clasp me please master I take me to thee, & drive in my belly your selfsame sweet heat-rood you fingered...
Seite 84 - I gaze at your golden haired belly please master can I gently take down your shorts please master can I have your thighs bare to my eyes please master can I take off my clothes below your chair please master can I kiss your ankles and soul please master can I touch lips to your hard muscle hairless thigh please master can I lay my ear pressed to your stomach please master can I wrap my arms around your white ass please master can I lick your groin curled with blond soft fur please master can I touch...
Seite 46 - Common law, common tenderness & common tranquillity our means in America to control the money munching war machine, bright lit industry everywhere digesting forests & excreting soft pyramids of newsprint, Redwood and Ponderosa patriarchs silent in Meditation murdered & regurgitated as smoke, sawdust, screaming ceilings of Soap Opera, thick dead Lifes, slick Advertisements for Gubernatorial big guns burping Napalm on palm rice tropic greenery. Dynamite in forests, boughs fly slow motion thunder down...
Seite 10 - ... canons. Movie lore began to enter the texture of American verse as Latin poetry once informed English poetry, not just as subject matter but as a rich assortment of allusions held in common by the learned. THREE Where's Stravinsky? Theda Bara'? Chaplin? Harpo Marx? Where's Laurel and his Hardy? Laughing phantoms going to the grave — Last time this town I saw them in movies Ending The Road to Utopia 'O Carib Isle!
Seite 154 - Day, three hatched yellow chicks' dry fur bones found by the garage side — two no-good eggs left, nights chillier — Next week, move her nest to the noisy chickenhouse. We buried lady dog by the apple tree — spotted puppy daughter Tadha sniffed her bloated corpse, flies whisping round eyeball & dry nostril, sweet rot-smell, stiff legs, anus puffed out, Sad Eyes chased the milk truck & got killed. How many black corpses they found in the river looking for Goodman, Chancy, Schwerner? Man and wife,...