AG: Years ago, I read a lot of (Jack) Kerouac’s Mexico City Blues to (Chogyam) Trungpa , and his comment was, “perfect manifestation of mind”, or “ (perfect) exposition of mind”, and, since I had put that on the reading-list [here at Naropa] … this is (I think) a good time to get into it . The reason is, that, for American poetics, Kerouac is about the closest you have to subtle recording of consciousness, subtle recording of ordinary mind consciousness – the kind of quirks, day-dreams, interruptions, abruptnesses, gaps, associations, and after-thoughts that come into American … Read More
We were intending to run (re-run) this – Alan Ziegler‘s extraordinary account of visiting with Allen, and Louis, shortly before his father’s death, (first published in The Village Voice in July of 1976), but were “pipped at the post” (not that there’s any competition involved) by our good friends at the estimable Best American Poetry blog. We trust there’s no harm in the duplication/dissemination.
Ziegler begins his account with a brief (2015) introduction, followed by (unchanged, save for the correcting of “a few typos”) the full “4,500 word article”.
It struck me that the one perfect haiku that I wrote in Court the other day (sic), in Golden Courthouse, [Golden, Colorado] did actually examine, ((in) hindsight, written before (Chogyam) Trungpa (Rinpoche)’s discourse), did actually fit into that (three-part [trikaya] conception). The first line was – “In Golden Court, waiting for the judge, breathing silent”. So there’s an open space where there are bodies and breath. Then an identification of the personages there, recognition – “Prisoners, witnesses, police”. And then the comment (not in the form of a moral, but in the form of another issue, another image, … Read More