Allen Ginsberg

(3 June 1926 – 5 April 1997 / Newark, New Jersey)

Allen Ginsberg Poems

1. 136 Syllables At Rocky Mountain Dharma Center 1/3/2003
2. A Desolation 4/1/2010
3. A Supermarket In California 1/3/2003
4. An Asphodel 1/3/2003
5. An Eastern Ballad 1/3/2003
6. Cezanne's Ports 4/1/2010
7. Cia Dope Calypso 1/3/2003
8. Cosmopolitan Greetings 1/3/2003
9. Crossing Nation 1/3/2003
10. Death &Amp; Fame 1/13/2003
11. Father Death Blues 1/3/2003
12. Feb. 29, 1958 1/13/2003
13. First Party At Ken Kesey's With Hell's Angels 1/13/2003
14. Five A.M. 1/3/2003
15. Fourth Floor, Dawn, Up All Night Writing Letters 1/3/2003
16. Haiku (Never Published) 1/13/2003
17. Homework 1/3/2003
18. Hospital Window 1/3/2003
19. Hum Bom! 1/3/2003
20. In Back Of The Real 1/3/2003
21. In The Baggage Room At Greyhound 1/3/2003
22. Kaddish, Part I 1/20/2003
23. Kissass 7/19/2006
24. Kral Majales (King Of May) 1/3/2003
25. Making The Lion For All It's Got -- A Ballad 1/3/2003
26. Mugging (I) 4/1/2010
27. My Sad Self 4/1/2010
28. Nagasaki Days 1/13/2003
29. On The Conduct Of The World Seeking Beauty Against Government 1/3/2003
30. Paterson 4/1/2010
31. Plutonian Ode 1/3/2003
32. Psalm Iv 1/3/2003
33. September On Jessore Road 1/3/2003
34. Song 1/3/2003
35. Sphincter 1/3/2003
36. Sunflower Sutra 1/3/2003
37. The Blue Angel 6/12/2015
38. The Lion For Real 1/3/2003
39. The Terms In Which I Think Of Reality 1/3/2003
40. Those Two 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Allen Ginsberg

A Supermarket In California

What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for I walked down the
streets under the trees with a headache self-conscious looking at the full moon.

In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images, I went into the neon fruit
supermarket, dreaming of your enumerations!
What peaches and what penumbras! Whole families shopping at night! Aisles
full of husbands! Wives in the avocados, babies in the tomatoes! --- and you,
Garcia Lorca, what were you doing down by the watermelons?
I saw you, Walt Whitman, childless, lonely old grubber, poking among the
meats in the ...

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The Blue Angel

Marlene Dietrich is singing a lament
for mechanical love.
She leans against a mortarboard tree
on a plateau by the seashore.

She's a life-sized toy,
the doll of eternity;
her hair is shaped like an abstract hat
made out of white steel.

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