Student:: I was wondering.. if…(most of the poets…) (have a readership)?
AG: Someone take the microphone over please..
David Rome: Yes, in Tibet, most of the poetry is accessible to everybody, or if it’s written by upper class people for upper class people, or if it’s all of the above, is it written for the common man? Can everybody understand the poetry there?
Chogyam Trungpa: Well, anybody who can read, who can read, yes – Well, we have problems with the peasant people who have never been taught reading or writing at all, so, … Read More
GC: Big crowd here [at Naropa] – and I don’t think much of the crowd thought he was in Vajrayana, with his Crazy Wisdom, right? – (Did you see) Crazy Wisdom, Allen?
[to Allen Ginsberg] – Don’t look at him, look at (me)
Episode 46 – Otis Gibbs interviews Ben Schafer about Allen and friends – halcyon days in New York’s East Village in the late ‘Eighties. We highly recommend this self-effacing loving and intimate recollection
Some related content – We’ve already featured Bob Rosenthal (Allen’s secretary)’s memories in a four-part series here – and Steve Finbow has posted a working-for-Allen account (“What It Was Like Working For Allen Ginsberg; A Chat With His Assistant-Turned-Biographer”) here – More memories to come on the Allen Ginsberg Project. … Read More
Continuing with Allen’s reading from, and annotation of, William Blake’s “Auguries of Innocence”
AG: “The Catterpiller on the Leaf/ Repeats to thee thy Mother’s grief “ – That’s a mysterious one. How do we make that one? – “The Catterpiller on the Leaf/ Repeats to thee thy Mother’s grief “
Student: (Maybe the caterpillar being born…)
AG: Being born. Yes. Being born of earth, really. In the Book of Thel, actually, if you read the Book of Thel, that actually completely explains that couplet, because it’s
“They got nothing on me/at the university/Them clever poets/of immensity..” – That’s very funny, actually – “Them clever poets /of immensity” – “With charcoal suits/and charcoal hair/And green armpits…” – “Green armpits” – that’s because when we introduced Gregory Corso to John Clellon Holmes and he read some of Gregory’s early poetry, Holmes, who was a mid-town sophisticate, said, “Oh he writes green armpit poetry”. I guess you all know “green armpit poetry”. (There’s) much of it written around here [at Naropa]. It’s a whole genre of poetry, of beginning … Read More