Jean Jacques Lebel’s Beat exhibit (extended in Metz) now comes to Budapest, Hungary, to the Ludwig Contemporary Art Museum (it opened just last week, and will run there until January 12). Here‘s a variety of Hungarian artists, in individual videos, extolling the Beat ethos (it’s all in Hungarian, but for those of you who speak Hungarian…) – musician and tv personality, Varga Livius, poet-rapper, Peter Zavada, poets Tibor Babiczky and Karafiath Orsolya, and DJ Erelyi “Superman” Zsolt
Lebel’s own introduction to his “jungle”, as he calls it (see above), a helpful survey of the show, (advance warning about the sound quality) is presented in English).
“On a recent Thursday morning, two amateur scholars of the life and work of Allen Ginsberg” (one of them Radcliffe), Green writes, “met at the Strand bookstore on lower Broadway (NYC), to set off on a tour of the late poet’s haunts…”
Radcliffe – On his first experience with “Howl” – “As soon as I got beyond three pages, I found myself in the “What the fuck?” territory” – On his favorite English poets – (John) Keats (“His language is so gorgeous”) (and (“Elegy Written In A Country Churchyard”) Thomas Gray. – On his own poetry-writing – “By his own reckoning”, Green writing again, “Radcliffe wrote close to a hundred poems between the age of sixteen and twenty-one, experimenting with a variety of forms – heroic couplet, terza rima, and an obscure form called pantoum – “The second and fourth lines of the first verse become the first and third lines of the second verse, and the second and fourth lines of the second verse become the first and third lines of the third verse..It’s kind of complicated!”… Radcliffe said that his work included many love poems and poems about the vagaries of celebrity, along with a sonnet..”
The article (New Yorker fact-checkers, aren’t you legendary for your exactitude?) suggests 206 East Seventh street was an address where Allen “shared an apartment with (William) Burroughs and Gregory Corso” (uh? – maybe a very young Gregory passed through, but don’t you, perhaps, mean Jack Kerouac?)
Anne Waldman, Reed Bye, Ed Sanders, Simon Pettet, and his widow, Jane Dalrymple-Hollo, remember (the much-missed) Anselm Hollo in The Poetry Project Newsletter. See here and here for our posts on Anselm Hollo