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abellinthecupboard · 1 year
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— Allen Ginsberg, excerpt from “Howl”, from Howl and Other Poems (1956)
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uwmspeccoll · 2 years
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On this date, October 3 in 1957, the California State Superior Court ruled that the book Howl and Other Poems by Allen Ginsburg was not obscene. High in the pantheon of American literature and an icon of the Beat Generation, Ginsburg started working on Howl in 1954. It was first published in 1956 by Beat poet and San Francisco bookstore owner Lawrence Ferlinghetti through his City Lights Books imprint. Containing many references to sex and drugs, the publication was seized, deemed obscene, and Ferlinghetti and his bookstore manager Shig Murao were arrested and brought to trial. The trial was widely publicized, and Ferlinghetti won the case with the help of the ACLU, with California State Superior Court Judge Clayton Horn declaring that the poem was of "redeeming social importance."
Shown here are the title page to the 8th 1959 printing of the City Lights 1st edition; the title page, signed by Ginsburg, and opening lines from the 1971 Grabhorn-Hoyem limited-edition printing of 275 copies on handmade paper; and the cover for the 2010 graphic novel version with illustrations by American graphic artist Eric Drooker, published by Harper Perennial, which were originally created as animation for the 2010 movie Howl. The image of Ginsburg working on the Howl manuscript in 1955 is from Drooker’s graphic novel.
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a-ramblinrose · 11 months
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JOMP Book Photo Challenge || May 26 || Black and White:  Howl and Other Poems by Allen Ginsberg
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I am a "Howl" stan.
The 2010 movie adaptation with James Franco is really weird though.
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evadethevoid · 1 year
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yes, yes, that's what I wanted, I always wanted, I always wanted, to return to the body where I was born.”
Allen Ginsberg, from Howl and Other Poems
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ashtrayfloors · 9 months
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I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking among the meats in the refrigerator and eyeing the grocery boys. I heard you asking questions of each: Who killed the pork chops? What price bananas? Are you my Angel?
—Allen Ginsberg, from "A Supermarket in California" (Howl & Other Poems, City Lights Books, 1956)
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silphions · 2 years
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Allen Ginsberg, from Howl and Other Poems; “Song”
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guess who's planning on getting two tattoos based on Howl and Other Poems
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autosadist · 3 months
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NO BEING MEAN TO ME.
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baezdylan · 2 months
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i love this because... no ballad will be written, this will be entirely forgotten, but YOU are the ballad... those lines are a part of the ballad that will never be written and you are the ballad
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abellinthecupboard · 1 year
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— Allen Ginsberg, excerpt from “Transcription of Organ Music”, from Howl and Other Poems (1956)
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whiskeysorrows · 1 year
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Listening to Hozier and reading Silas Melvin feels like I've reached my personal enlightenment era
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stewyonmolly · 1 year
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hii 11 for the ask game !!
11. 3 books that you would recommend everyone to read
pfffft okay midwinter day - bernadette meyer, the haunting of hill house - shirley jackson, jazz - toni morrison
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odevir · 1 year
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O peso do mundo
é o amor.
Sob o fardo da solidão,
sob o fardo da insatisfação
o peso
o peso que carregamos é o amor
Quem poderia negá-lo?
Em sonho nos toca
o corpo
em pensamentos
constrói
um milagre,
na imaginação
aflige-se
até tornar-se
humano-
sai para fora do coração
ardendo de pureza-
pois o fardo da vida
é o amor,
mas nós carregamos o peso
cansados
e assim temos que descansar
nos braços do amor
finalmente
temos que descansar nos braços
do amor
Nenhum descanso
sem amor,
nenhum sono
nem sonhos
de amor-
que esteja eu louco ou frio,
obcecado pro anjos
ou por máquinas,
o último desejo é o amor
-não se pode ser amargo
não pode ser negado
não pode ser contido
quando negado:
o peso é demasiado
-deve dar-se
sem nada de volta
assim como o pensamento
é dado
na solidão
em toda excelência de seu excesso.
Os corpos quentes
brilham juntos
na escuridão,
a mão se move
para o centro
da carne,
a pele treme
na felicidade
e a alma sobe
feliz até o olho-
sim, sim
é isso que
eu queria
eu sempre quis,
eu sempre quis voltar
ao corpo
em que nasci.
-Allen Gisnberg. Uivo e outros poemas.
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Call out to the stars with that hopeless voice of yours
Howl with everything in your soul
Let your song echo out into the night sky
So that one day someone may answer your prayers
The melody that only you know
A rhapsody sang by the lonely
Howl to the moon and let her hear your pleas
So that one day your voice won't be the only one at all
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vishapsking · 1 year
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三生石上旧精魂 - An Old Soul On the Stone of Three Lives by 袁郊 Yuan Jiao tr. @/fwoopersongs
三生石上旧精魂, sān shēng shí shàng jiù jīnghún Three lifetimes are writ upon the Stone, old soul,
赏月吟风不用论。 shǎng yuè yín fēng bù yòng lùn speak not of the poetry composed about the wind, nor of those times we admired the moon  
惭愧故人远相访, cán kuì gùrén yuǎn xiāng fǎng I’m ashamed to have troubled you so, dear friend, travelling thus far to visit;
此身虽异性长存。 cǐ shēn suī yì xìng cháng cún though this body is now different, its character, its heart long remains.
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