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Allen Ginsberg's Poetry, by title

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  • Tail turned to red sunset on a juniper crown a lone magpie cawks.
    Mad at Oryoki in the shrine-room — Thistles blossomed late a
    13 lines, 3 comments
  • Now mind is clear
    as a cloudless sky.
    23 lines, 1 comment
  • What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for I
    walked down the streets under the trees with a
    30 lines, 9 comments
  • America I've given you all and now I'm nothing.
    America two dollars and twentyseven cents January
    117 lines, 4 comments
  • O dear sweet rosy
    unattainable desire
    20 lines
  • I speak of love that comes to mind:
    The moon is faithful, although blind;
    8 lines, 1 comment
  • Said the Presidential Skeleton
    I won't sign the bill
    165 lines
  • In the foreground we see time and life
    swept in a race
    14 lines
  • In nineteen hundred forty-nine
    China was won by Mao Tse-tung
    60 lines, 1 comment
  • Stand up against governments, against God.
    Stay irresponsible.
    38 lines
  • Under silver wing
    San Francisco's towers sprouting
    37 lines, 1 comment
  • When I die
    I don't care what happens to my body
    96 lines
  • Hey Father Death, I'm flying home
    Hey poor man, you're all alone
    27 lines, 1 comment
  • Last nite I dreamed of T.S. Eliot
    welcoming me to the land of dream
    41 lines
  • Cool black night thru redwoods
    cars parked outside in shade
    19 lines, 4 comments
  • Elan that lifts me above the clouds
    into pure space, timeless, yea eternal
    21 lines
  • Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy!
    Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy!
    40 lines, 2 comments
  • Pigeons shake their wings on the copper church roof
    out my window across the street, a bird perched on the cross
    7 lines
  • Drinking my tea
    Without sugar-
    85 lines
  • Homage to Kenneth Koch
    20 lines, 1 comment
  • At gauzy dusk, thin haze like cigarette smoke
    ribbons past Chrysler Building's silver fins
    38 lines
  • I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by
           madness, starving hysterical naked,
    443 lines, 15 comments
  • Whom bomb?
    We bomb'd them!
    126 lines
  • railroad yard in San Jose
        I wandered desolate
    25 lines
  • In the depths of the Greyhound Terminal
    sitting dumbly on a baggage truck looking at the sky
    99 lines
  • And the Communists have nothing to offer but fat cheeks and eyeglasses and
    lying policemen
    66 lines
  • I came home and found a lion in my room...
    [First draft of \
    18 lines

  • Tonite I walked out of my red apartment door on East tenth street’s dusk—
    41 lines
  • To Frank O’Hara
    76 lines
  • I -- A Pleasant Afternoon
    for Michael Brownstein and Dick Gallup
    76 lines
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