Friday-the-thirteenth Quote by Allen Ginsberg Download Open image ““Banks burn, boys die bullet-eyed, mothers scream realization the vast tonnage of napalm”” — Allen Ginsberg ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.0 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Friday-the-thirteenth Parenting
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I was putting on a stiff upper lip and trying to fulfill the obligations I thought were demanded of me, taking over my father's… — Allen Ginsberg Copy Share Image
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the… — Allen Ginsberg Copy Share Image
“with my fucking suave manners and knowitall, eyes, and mind full of fantasy - the Me! that horror that keeps me conscious, in this… — Allen Ginsberg Copy Share Image
The apparition of an evil, sick unconscious wild city rose before me in visible semblance, and about the dead buildings in the barren air,… — Allen Ginsberg Copy Share Image
The desire to have power dissolves. The desire to dominate people for love dissolves. On the other hand, it's a relief to realize you… — Allen Ginsberg Copy Share Image
“Central Intelligence cutting Meo opium fields! China Lobby copping poppies in Burma! How long this Addict government support our oil-burner matter-habit” — Allen Ginsberg Copy Share Image
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“now the Great Fear's rolled round the world and washes over Newspaper Grey air” — Allen Ginsberg Copy Share Image
“Earth pollution identical with Mind pollution, consciousness Pollution identical with filthy sky” — Allen Ginsberg Copy Share Image
“washing terror-waves round earth-globe back to suburb TV home night kitchens” — Allen Ginsberg Copy Share Image