Ginsberg captures the rapture of life in the beat 1950's with his epic 'Howl'.
"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,
who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated..."
Finish the poem: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/49303/howl (it's a long one)
by Cotton.
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Muy bonito poema....
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Thought I recognised this from somewhere.. it gets used as lyrics to noise grindcore band 'man is the bastard'.
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