Ode to Ginsberg: 1926 - 1997
Reading Ginsberg naked in bed (but not like that) with the
grinding & scraping of a tractor somewhere in the distance
grinding & scraping of a tractor somewhere in the distance
The shutter of the sounds
bouncing off the tree peeking in and the
maize & sugar beets in
the fields across the paved Roman road
The air is still & thick
but the sleek sounds slip through it & around it
feeling every breeze, every
bull rush as it tries to throw them off
The newly formed frogs in
the backyard, finding their feet
around the wash basin
doubling as a pathetic pond in the tall grass
A little humming plane
overhead on its last wing and prayer
Spits and sputters and
wonders if there is safety on land
The old Beat – dead beat –
between the covers
Death & Fame
Michael Adubato
Michael Adubato was born and raised in New Jersey but moved across the ocean and settled in Belgium, mainly because the beer and soccer are better. When he’s not at a stadium watching a game, he’s thinking about where to go for the next game. He also writes about those games when the poems aren’t flowing. His greatest achievement was convincing a beautiful Slovakian woman to marry him. Ariel Chart is his first published literary credit.
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About time we had some Ginsberg action....that might have come out wrong. But you know what I mean. Need more Beats in this place.
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