Kerouac Lives - 30 Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Kerouac Lives - 30
Rating: ★5.0
So goddamn alone…
Even with people
Talking and drinking
Celebrating now
I'm rejoicing then…
When I was happy
Time of innocence
When life so mattered...
Death wasn't the scorn
Monday, August 28, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: innocence
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8/29/2026 3:02:33 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
The verses in this series are really amounting to a great biography of Kerouac Indeed, there was almost no rejoicing, ever, as he attempted to live in the present moment. Brilliant, Richard.
With that kind of validation, how can I not continue being inspired to write my very best in his memory? ! A world of Thanks to you, my friend!