Kerouac Lives - 92 Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Kerouac Lives - 92
The poets have stopped writing
The would-be singers are now
Just singing karaoke
The dancers are just walking
The moon has lost its damn glow
My sky has dimmed starry skies
The night has abandoned me
This is an absolutely incredible verse. I can just see Kerouac back in that summer of '55 (I think 55) on Desolation Peak. If the aim was to get in touch with humanity, I think he found that experience so limiting
2) M.J., I am very grateful to you for all of your support with The Kerouac Project (recently renamed The Kerouac Venture) . Your very positive constructive cricism keeps me inspired and motivated. Thanks so very much for having added this poem to your favourites!
How truly wonderful, and very rewarding, to have an esteemed poet on the same wavelength. Perfect assessment and deeply insightful reading of the poem. Love this kind of feedback! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Pt 2.......that the world dimmed, the moon without its 'glow/ tossed him back On the Road. Brilliant verse, Richard!