Kerouac Lives - 162 Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Kerouac Lives - 162
Rating: ★5.0
I see my Gerard
In the puffy clouds
His smile's a frown…
I'm such a damn clown
Thursday, February 1, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: clouds,smile
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8/29/2026 3:01:59 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Kerouac, I think, did spend a great deal of time looking to the sky to find ways of keeping himself grounded. This is brilliant, Richard.
Gerard used to tell Jack about his angelic visions; this had a profound effect on Jack's upbringing.