Treasure Island

Lawrence Ferlinghetti


Quotations

  • ''In Goya's greatest scenes we seem to see
    the people of the world
    exactly at the moment when
    they first attained the title of
    'suffering humanity'''
    Lawrence Ferlinghetti (b. 1919), U.S. poet. A Coney Island of the Mind (l. 20-23). . . New American Poetry, The, 1945-1960. Donald M. Allen, ed. (1960) Grove Press.
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  • ''freeways fifty lanes wide
    on a concrete continent
    spaced with bland billboards
    illustrating imbecile illusions of happiness''
    Lawrence Ferlinghetti (b. 1919), U.S. poet. A Coney Island of the Mind (l. 20-23). . . New American Poetry, The, 1945-1960. Donald M. Allen, ed. (1960) Grove Press.
  • ''Constantly risking absurdity and death whenever he performs above the heads of his audience the poet like an acrobat climbs on rime to a high wire of his own making.''
    Lawrence Ferlinghetti (b. 1919), U.S. poet, publisher. A Coney Island of the Mind, sct. 15 (1958).
  • ''Constantly risking absurdity
    and death
    whenever he performs
    above the heads
    of his audience
    the poet like an acrobat
    climbs on rime
    to a high wire of his own making.''
    Lawrence Ferlinghetti (b. 1919), U.S. poet, publisher. A Coney Island of the Mind, sect. 15 (1958).
  • ''Beauty stands and waits
    with gravity
    to start her death-defying leap''
    Lawrence Ferlinghetti (b. 1919), U.S. poet. A Coney Island of the Mind (l. 20-23). . . New American Poetry, The, 1945-1960. Donald M. Allen, ed. (1960) Grove Press.
  • ''The pennycandystore beyond the El
    is where I first
    fell in love
    with unreality''
    Lawrence Ferlinghetti (b. 1919), U.S. poet. A Coney Island of the Mind (l. 20-23). . . Postmoderns, The; the New American Poetry Revised. Donald Allen and George F. Butterick, eds. (1982) Grove Press.

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The Changing Light

The changing light
                 at San Francisco
       is none of your East Coast light
                none of your
                            pearly light of Paris
The light of San Francisco
                        is a sea light
                                       an island light
And the light of fog

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