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Jack Kerouac

100 Poems

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Jean-Louis “Jack” Kerouac was an American novelist and poet. He is considered a literary iconoclast. Kerouac is generally considered to be the father of the Beat movement, although he actively disliked such labels. Kerouac's method was heavily influenced by the prolific explosion of Jazz, especially the Bebop genre established by Charlie Parker, Dizzy Gillespie, Miles Davis, Thelonious Monk, and others. Later, Kerouac would include ideas he developed from his Buddhist studies that began with Gary Snyder.
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars, and in the middle, you see the blue center-light pop, and everybody goes ahh…”
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  • Marie Thomasidézett9 évvel ezelőtt
    45th Chorus Mexico City Blues
    Euphonism, a softening of sounds
    Euphemism, a softened word –
    One is sonic, one is human
    Both are imaginary metaphors
    Metaphysical Exception taken by the old euphonious phoney of Arkansaw River bridge
    Excisor of taxes via tickets of taxes
    With what Euphonic doesnt-matter Really pronunciation
    price
    Dolichocephalic?
    Ichthyocephalic,
    Encephalotherapy.
    Dont point at your head
    The Judge says you’re crazy
    Breaky cephalic
    Ouch
    Inch of Grace, sigh.
  • Marie Thomasidézett9 évvel ezelőtt
    113th Chorus Mexico City Blues
    Got up and dressed up
    and went out & got laid
    Then died and got buried
    in a coffin in the grave,
    Man—
    Yet everything is perfect,
    Because it is empty,
    Because it is perfect
    with emptiness,
    Because it’s not even happening.
    Everything
    Is Ignorant of its own emptiness—
    Anger
    Doesn’t like to be reminded of fits—
    You start with the Teaching
    Inscrutable of the Diamond
    And end with it, your goal
    is your startingplace,
    No race was run, no walk
    of prophetic toenails
    Across Arabies of hot
    meaning—you just
    numbly don’t get there
  • Marie Thomasidézett9 évvel ezelőtt
    106th Chorus Mexico City Blues
    Man is nowhere anyway
    Because nowhere is here
    And I am here, to testify.
    Nowhere is
    what nowhere was
    I know nowhere
    More anywhere
    Than this here
    Particular everywhere
    When I fell thru the eye of the needle And became a tumbling torso
    In the Univers-O,
    Brother, let me tell you,
    I thought
    I was moving from somewhere to everywhere
    but nothing moved so I musta been and still be
    (must) no where be
    But that’s all up to the Saints
    I aint gonna say the Saints of Innisfree

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