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Gotta love it. In this very week of ZBOOK's "howl" came my way in divine randomness the renowned 1955 poem HOWL by Allen Ginsberg. It was written as a performance piece of course, Ginsberg being one of the founding fathers of the Beat Movement our of San Francisco in the 1950's. HOWL found me this week via videos online unearthed as I was exploring poets on youtube. Listening to Mr. Ginsberg's menagerie of words and phrases carving out a kaleidoscope of colors and images and stories within stories evoking visions in me of worlds I am getting a peephole to while simultaneously triggering mine own world... I started to feel ZBOOK in a big way... the visual poetry and holographic story it is... the infinite visual howl, that continues to reveal to Jennifer and myself the very ether of our beings.
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∞ ceci
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Nice HOwl referral - synchronicity. Oh, dear AlanG. your poetizing is profound and prolonged. I can imagine coming back to listen while I am sweeping or folding laundry. Thank you for your howl!
ReplyDeleteCec, you add such dynacism to our blog, it's awesome, thank you for pioneering this venue.
Love you.-J.