Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Tonight, as I drink my herbal tea listen to Lee Morgan's The Sidewinder, I read the poem HOWL by Allen Ginsberg. As many times as I have read bits of it, I have never read it all the way through. That all changed tonight. After reading HOWL and other poems in the small black and white book from City Lights Bookstore, my mind is buzzing. Buzzing of exactly what, I still don't know, but man, is it ever buzzing.