Allen Ginsberg

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

Crossing Nation - Poem by Allen Ginsberg

Under silver wing
San Francisco's towers sprouting
thru thin gas clouds,
Tamalpais black-breasted above Pacific azure
Berkeley hills pine-covered below--
Dr Leary in his brown house scribing Independence
typewriter at window
silver panorama in natural eyeball--

Sacramento valley rivercourse's Chinese
dragonflames licking green flats north-hazed
State Capitol metallic rubble, dry checkered fields
to Sierras- past Reno, Pyramid Lake's
blue Altar, pure water in Nevada sands'
brown wasteland scratched by tires

Jerry Rubin arrested! Beaten, jailed,
coccyx broken--
Leary out of action--"a public menace...
persons of tender years...immature
judgement...pyschiatric examination..."
i.e. Shut up or Else Loonybin or Slam

Leroi on bum gun rap, $7,000
lawyer fees, years' negotiations--
SPOCK GUILTY headlined temporary, Joan Baez'
paramour husband Dave Harris to Gaol
Dylan silent on politics, & safe--
having a baby, a man--
Cleaver shot at, jail'd, maddened, parole revoked,

Vietnam War flesh-heap grows higher,
blood splashing down the mountains of bodies
on to Cholon's sidewalks--
Blond boys in airplane seats fed technicolor
Murderers advance w/ Death-chords
Earplugs in, steak on plastic
served--Eyes up to the Image--

What do I have to lose if America falls?
my body? my neck? my personality?

Comments about Crossing Nation by Allen Ginsberg

  • (10/13/2017 7:25:00 PM)

    Awesome poem by a very complex writer. It was intriguing reading after just having finished reading a biography about Jack Kerouac. So much about what this poem conveys now has a new life. (Report) Reply

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  • Michael Hopkins (10/13/2017 7:59:00 AM)

    A poem that is still relevant today. (Report) Reply

  • Alexander Julian (10/13/2017 12:41:00 AM)

    I lived in Sacramento for many years and what this poet says here about its rivercourse is true beyond ordinary recognition. (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (10/13/2017 12:37:00 AM)

    Silver panorama in natural eyeball amazes mind under silver wing. This poem is very brilliantly penned from perception. This gives complete idea of poet to the readers. 10 (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (10/13/2017 12:34:00 AM)

    Such an interesting poem posted here at PH...Thanks... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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