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Articles by Gregory Corso
Allen Ginsberg on Jack Kerouac, Doing Acid, and the Legacy of Howl
Gregory Corso and Allen Ginsberg, opposite, at the Furniture of the Twentieth Century showroom in New York, 1989. Photograph by Pamela Hanson. Interview may receive compensation from purchases of products through these links. In honor of what would’ve been Allen Ginsberg’s 100th birthday this month, Interview is republishing this conversation between the poet and longtime friend Gregory Corso. This text originally appeared in the December 1989 issue of the magazine.
Horoskop orloje - Lawrence Ferlinghetti (p)
O knize Horoskop orloje Podtitul: 14 amerických básníků. Vybral a přeložil Jan Zábrana, medailóny autorů doplnil a předmluvu napsal Antonín Přidal. Typografie Vladimír Nárožník. Kniha Horoskop orloje v seznamech uživatelů (aktualizováno 1x za hodinu) Citáty z knihy (0) Zatím zde není žádný citát z knihy. Související novinka - Horoskop orloje Zatím zde není žádná související novinka.
Obeznámeni s nocí - Lawrence Ferlinghetti (p)
O knize Obeznámeni s nocí S podtitulem Noví američtí básníci vydal ČS ve výběrové řadě KPP. Z anglických originálů uspořádali, přeložili, předmluvou a poznámkami o autorech opatřili Stanislav Mareš a Jan Zábrana.
The American Way
1 I am a great American I am almost nationalistic about it! I love America like a madness! But I am afraid to return to America I'm even afraid to go into the American Express— 2 They are frankensteining Christ in America in their Sunday campaigns They are putting the fear of Christ in America under their tents in their Sunday campaigns They are driving old ladies mad with Christ in America They are televising the gift of healing and the fear of hell in America under their tents in their...
The American Way
1 I am a great American I am almost nationalistic about it! I love America like a madness! But I am afraid to return to America I’m even afraid to go into the American Express— 2 They are frankensteining Christ in America in their Sunday campaigns They are putting the fear of Christ in America under their tents in their Sunday campaigns They are driving old ladies mad with Christ in America They are televising the gift of healing and the fear of hell in America under their tents in their...
City Lights Booksellers & Publishers
Corso’s Final Poems, THE GOLDEN DOT, Published At Last! Edited by Raymond Foye & George Scrivani. A thundering collection of Gregory Corso’s last poems in which he takes stock of his life with the clarity of eyes approaching death, and ponders the next step. In these poems Corso found the way to say what he needed to say, how to say it, and so extends his status of legendary Beat rascal into that of a Wisdom/Visionary poet offering insight and assistance on the wonder-filled difficult road.
Transformation & Escape
Skip to main content Find and share the perfect poems. 1 I reached heaven and it was syrupy. It was oppressively sweet. Croaking substances stuck to my knees. Of all substances St. Michael was stickiest. I grabbed him and pasted him on my head. I found God a gigantic fly paper. I stayed out of his way. I walked where everything smelled of burnt chocolate. Meanwhile St. Michael was busy with his sword hacking away at my hair. I found Dante standing naked in a blob of honey. Bears were licking his thighs.
GREGORY CORSO: STREET PUNK & BEAT TURNED POET & PLAYWRIGHT
Gregory Corso in Paris 1957 Because he was often seen as a character in one of Kerouac’s writings, Gregory Corso has been given second billing from the main Beat pantheon of Kerouac, Ginsberg, Cassady, Burroughs. A new collection of his plays, published by Tough Poets Press on Jan. 4, reminds us that Corso deserves to be in the starting lineup. PKM spoke with Rick Schober, Tough Poets’ publisher, about Corso’s neglected legacy.
America Politica Historia, in Spontaneity
O this political air so heavy with the bells and motors of a slow night, and no place to rest but rain to walk—How it rings the Washington streets! The umbrella’d congressmen; the rapping tires of big black cars, the shoulders of lobbyists caught under canopies and in doorways, and it rains, it will not let up, and meanwhile lame futurists weep into Spengler’s prophecy, will the world be over before the races blend color?
I Am 25 Poem by Gregory Corso
Autoplay next video With a love a madness for Shelley Chatterton Rimbaud and the needy-yap of my youth has gone from ear to ear: I HATE OLD POETMEN! Especially old poetmen who retract who consult other old poetmen who speak their youth in whispers, saying:--I did those then but that was then that was then-- O I would quiet old men say to them:--I am your friend what you once were, thru me you'll be again-- Then at night in the confidence of their homes rip out their apology-tongues and steal...
Writ on the Eve of My 32nd Birthday
a slow thoughtful spontaneous poem I am 32 years old and finally I look my age, if not more. Is it a good face what’s no more a boy’s face? It seems fatter. And my hair, it’s stopped being curly. Is my nose big? The lips are the same. And the eyes, ah the eyes get better all the time. 32 and no wife, no baby; no baby hurts, but there’s lots of time. I don’t act silly any more. And because of it I have to hear from so-called friends: “You’ve changed.
The Whole Mess ... Almost by Gregory Corso
I ran up six flights of stairs those things most important in life First to go, Truth, squealing like a fink: “Oh yeah? Well, I’ve nothing to hide ...
America Politica Historia, in Spontaneity by Gregory Corso
O this political air so heavy with the bells and motors of a slow night, and no place to rest but rain to walk—How it rings the Washington streets! of big black cars, the shoulders of lobbyists caught under canopies and in doorways, and it rains, it will not let up, and meanwhile lame futurists weep into Spengler’s prophecy, will the world be over before the races blend color?
Marriage by Gregory Corso, 1958 Should I get...
Marriageby Gregory Corso, 1958Should I get married?
with Jonathan Goldstein
A cosmologist explains what the end of the universe might look like, and Jonathan's parents argue about how they'd want to spend their last minute on earth. Featuring cosmologist Paul Davies and Buddhist author Sharon Salzberg.
13 Lectures from Allen Ginsberg’s “History of Poetry” Course (1975)
If you want to understand poetry, ask a poet. “What is this?” you ask, “some kind of Zen saying?” Obvious, but subtle? Maybe. What I mean to say is that I have found poetry one of those distinctive practices of which the practitioners themselves—rather than scholars and critics—make the best expositors, even in such seemingly academic subject areas as the history of poetry.
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