AG: Actually, I have a poem called “Sather Gate Illumination” and it’s simply an imitation of this method of notation [Carpenter’s, in “From Turin to Paris”], if any of you know of that poem. I don’t know if I had read this [“From Turin to Paris”] by then. In fact, I don’t think I had. I had read (Walt) Whitman, I think, just before writing “Sather Gate Illumination”, and was turned on by Whitman’s static descriptions – that is, descriptions … Read More
AG: So..however..he (Edward Carpenter) went to visit (Walt) Whitman in, I guess, Camden (New Jersey), and Whitman told him to go to India, and so he did go to India, and I believe Carpenter met a number of swamis and yogis and actually did study some meditation, and I think he may have contacted Ramakrishna. So that’s another interesting piece of..late-nineteenth-century gossip about the international mucous membrane network (that’s a phrase you’ll find in this book (Expansive Poetics Anthology) in a poem called “Foam” (“Schaum”) by Hans Magnus Enzensberger, 1926 – born in
AG: Born in 1844, (Edward) Carpenter. He was a theosophist. Gavin Arthur knew him. Gavin Arthur was a theosophist (too) and an astrologer, in San Francisco in the (19)60’s, an eminent personage who was one of the elders of the San Francisco, or Bay Area, spiritual network. Frederick Spiegelberg, a Tibetan expert, Gavin Arthur and Alan Watts,and a few older people, formed a sort of group that supervised the various shelves and drawers of spiritual life that were being opened and filled up in the Bay Area during the
AG: And Whitman had a few rare students who actually made it as poets, using his style and using his amplitude of vision or inclusion – his amplitude of ambition, let us say – to include everything. There’s one really remarkable writer, Edward Carpenter. We have some of his work in the precursors (section), actually, (of the Expansive Poetics anthology). [ see also Allen’s earlier discussion of Carpenter here, here and here]
This here [Allen displays book] is a copy of Edward Carpenter’s book of poems in four volumes, called Towards Democracy, an odd edition that … Read More
Another Burroughs weekend. We’re doing a lot of William Burroughs posts here on the Ginsberg blog – unapologetic – it being the Burroughs Centennial. Today, Wiliam Burroughs Sings! (We’ve already posted a Jack Kerouac Sings! – Allen Ginsberg Singing is, of course, pretty ubiquitous!)
March madness. Ginsberg silliness. It’s not April Fools Day yet, but will be soon.
First off, Exploitation Corner – more bizarre, inappropriate items, starting with..
Surely what the world needs! – an “Allen Ginsberg Luggage Tag” !
The same company offers an “I heart howls [sic] Reusable Shopping Bag”
(presumably for those moments of “hungry fatigue” when you find yourself … Read More
AG: These specimens in American poetry of open-form verse are not that easy to find. Even after (Ezra) Pound and (William Carlos) Williams – 1905 or so – most American poets continued writing in the more archaic, nineteenth-century, iambic patterns. And when I first discovered free verse, working with William Carlos Williams, it was an adventure going out and trying to find poets in America or England who had written in an open form and had done it well (not just sloppy free verse, but poets who had some kind of electricity in the line).… Read More
from a “Journal during first stages of “On The Road“ (by John Kerouac [sic], 1948-49)
Monday November 29 – That’s 32,500 words since I started on Nov 9, or better than 1500 words per day…per sitting, very high. Although this is only the first draft, and I still have no idea where I’m heading with it, I delight in the figures, as always, because they are concrete evidence of a greater freedom of writing than I had in Town and the City. However, who knows … Read More