Allen Ginsberg

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

Allen Ginsberg Poems

1. The Blue Angel 6/12/2015
2. To Aunt Rose 4/1/2010
3. Mugging (I) 4/1/2010
4. Paterson 4/1/2010
5. Wales Visitation 4/1/2010
6. Psalm Iv 1/3/2003
7. My Sad Self 4/1/2010
8. Transcription Of Organ Music 1/3/2003
9. Nagasaki Days 1/13/2003
10. War Profit Litany 1/3/2003
11. On The Conduct Of The World Seeking Beauty Against Government 1/3/2003
12. Cezanne's Ports 4/1/2010
13. Plutonian Ode 1/3/2003
14. Those Two 1/3/2003
15. A Desolation 4/1/2010
16. The Lion For Real 1/3/2003
17. Understand That This Is A Dream 1/3/2003
18. Wild Orphan 1/3/2003
19. Kissass 7/19/2006
20. Footnote To Howl 1/3/2003
21. In The Baggage Room At Greyhound 1/3/2003
22. Sphincter 1/3/2003
23. Feb. 29, 1958 1/13/2003
24. Velocity Of Money 1/3/2003
25. Making The Lion For All It's Got -- A Ballad 1/3/2003
26. Kral Majales (King Of May) 1/3/2003
27. Crossing Nation 1/3/2003
28. The Terms In Which I Think Of Reality 1/3/2003
29. 136 Syllables At Rocky Mountain Dharma Center 1/3/2003
30. Hum Bom! 1/3/2003
31. Song 1/3/2003
32. Hospital Window 1/3/2003
33. An Asphodel 1/3/2003
34. In Back Of The Real 1/3/2003
35. Cosmopolitan Greetings 1/3/2003
36. September On Jessore Road 1/3/2003
37. First Party At Ken Kesey's With Hell's Angels 1/13/2003
38. Kaddish, Part I 1/20/2003
39. Fourth Floor, Dawn, Up All Night Writing Letters 1/3/2003
40. Cia Dope Calypso 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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Plutonian Ode

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What new element before us unborn in nature? Is there
a new thing under the Sun?
At last inquisitive Whitman a modern epic, detonative,
Scientific theme
First penned unmindful by Doctor Seaborg with poison-
ous hand, named for Death's planet through the
sea beyond Uranus

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