Gregory Corso

(26 March 1930 – 17 January 2001 / New York City, New York)

Gregory Corso Poems

1. Dream of a Baseball Star 10/5/2015
2. Dream of a Baseball Star 10/5/2015
3. Gregory Corso 4/19/2012
4. Elegiac Feelings American 4/15/2010
5. Writ On The Eve Of My 32nd Birthday 4/15/2010
6. Transformation & Escape 4/15/2010
7. America Politica Historia, In Spontaneity 4/15/2010
8. Birthplace Revisited 4/15/2010
9. The American Way 4/15/2010
10. 1959 4/15/2010
11. Writ On The Steps Of Puerto Rican Harlem 4/15/2010
12. The Whole Mess... Almost 4/15/2010
13. To A Downfallen Rose 6/17/2003
14. I Held A Shelley Manuscript 1/13/2003
15. The Mad Yak 1/13/2003
16. Destiny 1/13/2003
17. Marriage 4/15/2010
18. Humanity 4/15/2010
19. Bomb 1/13/2003
20. I Am 25 1/13/2003
21. Last Night I Drove A Car 1/13/2003

Comments about Gregory Corso

  • Brian Zukes (10/7/2018 12:22:00 PM)

    The poem Bomb has force through the choice of strong metaphor and poetic competence, but the final effect is one of desuetude and impotence. Corso could have put his talent to better use by adding his support and talent (making it more literal and comprehensible) , to a group or party opposed to the Bomb, a party that is for the people, the common people, whom Corso, in his poem, too eagerly writes off as doomed.

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  • Brian Docherty (9/21/2009 12:04:00 PM)

    pedantic note on the Gregory Corso biography- para 2 gives his father's name as Sam Corso; para 3 gives his father's name as Gary'fortunato' Corso; which is it?

Best Poem of Gregory Corso

Last Night I Drove A Car

Last night I drove a car
not knowing how to drive
not owning a car
I drove and knocked down
people I loved
...went 120 through one town.

I stopped at Hedgeville
and slept in the back seat
...excited about my new life.

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I Am 25

With a love a madness for Shelley
Chatterton Rimbaud
and the needy-yap of my youth
has gone from ear to ear:
I HATE OLD POETMEN!
Especially old poetmen who retract
who consult other old poetmen
who speak their youth in whispers,
saying:--I did those then

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