Howl by Allen Ginsberg
banner
ginsbergshowl.bsky.social
Howl by Allen Ginsberg
@ginsbergshowl.bsky.social
50 followers 1 following 5K posts
Howl by Allen Ginsberg, one line every hour, forever. Created by @biggs.cc
Posts Media Videos Starter Packs
rantings and kind king light of mind,
Peyote solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery dawns, wine drunkenness over the rooftops, storefront boroughs of teahead joyride neon blinking traffic light, sun and moon and tree vibrations in the roaring winter dusks of Brooklyn, ashcan
incomparable blind; streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping toward poles of Canada & Paterson, illuminating all the motionless world of Time between,
with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls,
who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos night after night
who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York,
who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall,
who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull,
who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
I'm with you in Rockland in my dreams you walk dripping from a seajourney on the highway across America in tears to the door of my cottage in the Western night.
spangled shock of mercy the eternal war is here O victory forget your underwear we're free
I'm with you in Rockland where we wake up electrified out of the coma by our own souls' airplanes roaring over the roof they've come to drop angelic bombs the hospital illuminates itself imaginary walls collapse O skinny legions run outside O starry
I'm with you in Rockland where we hug and kiss the United States under our bedsheets the United States that coughs all night and won't let us sleep
I'm with you in Rockland where there are twenty-five-thousand mad comrades all together singing the final stanzas of the Internationale
I'm with you in Rockland where you will split the heavens of Long Island and resurrect your living human Jesus from the superhuman tomb
I'm with you in Rockland where you accuse your doctors of insanity and plot the Hebrew socialist revolution against the fascist national Golgotha
I'm with you in Rockland where fifty more shocks will never return your soul to its body again from its pilgrimage to a cross in the void