Allen Ginsberg

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

136 Syllables At Rocky Mountain Dharma Center - Poem by Allen Ginsberg

Tail turned to red sunset on a juniper crown a lone magpie cawks.

Mad at Oryoki in the shrine-room -- Thistles blossomed late afternoon.

Put on my shirt and took it off in the sun walking the path to lunch.

A dandelion seed floats above the marsh grass with the mosquitos.

At 4 A.M. the two middleaged men sleeping together holding hands.

In the half-light of dawn a few birds warble under the Pleiades.

Sky reddens behind fir trees, larks twitter, sparrows cheep cheep cheep
cheep cheep.

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  • Rookie Richard Dates (4/30/2009 2:24:00 PM)

    I saw Allen...I like his work...but this isn't his best. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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