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Tag Archives: Howl
An End to Madness
I have seen the best kinds of madness destroyed by my generation: all strange chaotic magic stilled in the great press of conformity’s graveyard silent stare, all tangents pruned before they fruit, left in the harsh day’s sun to wither; … Continue reading
Howling
I have seen the great minds of my own mad generation, lost there on the long road to find-out, trolling in a dry wasteland of television idols and false dawns; of lingering doubts on the new world order, lolling aimlessly … Continue reading
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Tagged Allen Ginsberg, civilization, culture, daily poems, greed, Howl
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Kind of Blown (Miles Davis is Past Tense Now)
Esse Quam Videri : The siren’s song bleeds forth through tenement crags: the plaintive wail of mad dog penguined Perseus, hunting down in ancient rites street Circe and her rabid whores. Along this path, this street of more than visions … Continue reading
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Tagged Berklee, Howl, J Alfred Prufrock, jazz, Miles Davis, The Wasteland, TS Eliot
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