Quotes About Ginsberg

Poetry, as Allen Ginsberg reminded his friends, is news that stays news.

Allen Ginsberg was a world authority on the writing of William Blake, and had an incredible knowledge of classic literature and world politics.

I think Ginsberg has done more harm to the craft that I honor and live by than anybody else by reducing it to a kind of mean that enables the most dubious practitioners to claim they are poets because they think, If the kind of thing Ginsberg does is poetry, I can do that.

Allen Ginsberg was a world authority on the writing of William Blake, and had an incredible knowledge of classic literature and world politics.

road," said the outlaw, now sitting across the table from her. His voice was raw and hushed, a thing scarred. "Ginsberg's bar is only one step up from an outhouse, and a short step at that, but it's about the only place I can safely show my face anymore without getting it shot off. I find it has other advantages, too. I migh

Ginsberg's Collected Poems contains a wonderful poem about making it with Neal Cassady.

I admire Ginsberg as a poet, despite the fact that he seems not to know when he is being good and when he is bad. But he will last, or at least those poems will last.

What sphinx of cement and aluminium bashed open their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination? - Howl

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Allen Ginsberg had the idea that the image in a blues refrain was the American haiku.

Many of the haiku poets gave their poems brief superscriptions that function like Ginsberg's titles to create a context.

The closet door is open for me, where I left it, since I left it open, it has graciously stayed open.

Sometime I'll lay down my wrath, As I lay my body down Between the ache of breath and breath, Golden slumber in the bone.

I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?

You were right, I suppose, in keeping your distance. I was too intent on self-fulfillment, and rather crude about it, with all my harlequinade and conscious manipulation of your pity.

Burroughs ... his very junkhood an accomplishment beyond a million dollars.

My psychoanalyst thinks I'm perfectly right. I won't say the Lord's Prayer. I have mystical visions and cosmic vibrations.

Ginsberg, Burroughs, and Kerouac were all on the side of the savage. That their penny-ante gnosticism was not only perpetuated but mythologized and spread abroad as a gospel of emancipation is something for which we have the Sixties to thank -- or to blame.

I am a more disinterested Ginsberg admirer than Eddie is. Eddie, so to speak, comes to the table with a croupier's rake. He works for the house. He skims from poetry.

Allen Ginsberg asked me to sign his book. I must've stood there for five minutes drawing a complete blank. Hi Allen, from one howl to another. Dear Allen I'm glad you think I'm a poet. Love, Eileen. I'm the only woman you like, right Allen? Only the craziest thoughts passed through my mind. Finally he started getting embarrassed. Just sign it. Come by and write something better when you think of it. I scrawled something. I forget what it was.

Allen Ginsberg is a tremendous warrior as time goes by. He's a warrior first and a poet second.

I think Ginsberg has done more harm to the craft that I honor and live by than anybody else by reducing it to a kind of mean that enables the most dubious practitioners to claim they are poets because they think, If the kind of thing Ginsberg does is poetry, I can do that.

America, how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood?

The motif of Beat Generation is basically misunderstood, a misinterpreted area. There's this superimposition of the idea of a social rebellion, which was the communist interpretation through Lawrence Lipton.