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Happy Birthday Allen Ginsberg

One day late, I know, but this is probably my favorite Allen Ginsberg poem/song. I’m close to tears whenever I listen to this. Sad, but yet it’s also very comforting and beautiful in his quirky way. I also like this photograph a whole lot. R.I.P. Allen Ginsberg

Robert Frost, Jack Kerouac, Gregory Corso, and the Road Not Taken

Originally posted on Stephanie Nikolopoulos:
In honor of National Poetry Month, I wanted to share some poems. I write a lot about the road. I write about Jack Kerouac’s On the Road and even wrote a whole book about it called Burning Furiously Beautiful. When I was much younger, though, all the way back in elementary school, I…

Matterhorn Peak, CA

Following The Dharma Bums To Matterhorn Peak (Pt. 2)

After a good night’s sleep I woke up to a glorious, sunny day filled with fresh air and made my way to Twin Lakes from where you have to start the hike up towards Matterhorn Peak. Driving up the (now paved) road towards Twin Lakes (which is a few miles outside of Bridgeport) felt very … Continue reading

Home I’ll Never Be

Two quite different versions of Kerouac’s Home I’ll Never Be which is also known as On The Road (but I guess that’s more out of commercial interest). A reading of it was apparently released on Kerouac’s On The Road 3-CD set, but I haven’t got that. Tom Waits’ version can be found on his splendid … Continue reading

Following The Dharma Bums To Matterhorn Peak (Pt.1)

As described in this post The Dharma Bums has always been a special book for me and it ranks right up there with On The Road and The Town And The City as one of my favorite books of his. The description of the trip to Bridgeport in the eastern Sierra Nevada and the ‘big … Continue reading

Remembering Jack Kerouac

Originally posted on Stephanie Nikolopoulos:
? Jack Kerouac March 12, 1922 – October 21, 1969 Jack Kerouac was only forty-seven years old when he passed away. The day before he died, he’d been drinking whiskey and writing at his home in St. Petersburg, Florida, when he suddenly felt ill. He called out to his wife,…

The Dharma Bums, Chapter 34

… , I realized, ‘there is no answer.’ I didn’t know anything any more, I didn’t care, and it didn’t matter, and suddenly I felt really free. The Dharma Bums, Chapter 34

M & M Cigar Store, Butte, Montana

According the Butte America website on which I found the following quote, Jack Kerouac stopped by the M&M Cigar Store  one time. I can’t say when exactly that was, as I don’t know if and when he actually made it this way, but he certainly wrote about Montana quite a few times. It was published … Continue reading

Stuart, Iowa

Where Jack Kerouac ‘took one little walk along the lonely brickwalls illuminated by one lamp, with the prairie brooding at the end of each little street and the smell of corn like dew in the night.’ and ‘… where years later Neal and I were stopped for suspicion in what looked like a stolen Cadillac’. … Continue reading

Jack Kerouac : The Town And The City

Jack Kerouac :  The Town And The City (1950 Harcourt Brace) I don’t really see this post as a book review as such – a lot has been written about Kerouac’s work by people who can do this much better than I ever could, so I just want to share a few thoughts about The … Continue reading