Howl & Allen Ginsberg





Howl and his writer Allen Ginsberg and a black unidentified cat.

8 Comments on Howl & Allen Ginsberg

  1. Bernadette
    2013/04/02 at 21:58 (5 years ago)

    Something about poets and cats…

    • Marcus
      2013/04/04 at 17:51 (5 years ago)

      Yes in deed. What is it? The mysterious nature of cats perhaps?

  2. Meg
    2013/04/03 at 00:14 (5 years ago)

    I had a published poet friend in Haddam, Connecticut, a contemporary of Ginsberg’s, who hung out with those crazy guys back in the sixties. They would visit each other’s homes cross-country for decades. Stories galore. No cats.

    • Marcus
      2013/04/04 at 17:52 (5 years ago)

      Wow, this in very interesting. But no cats? No stories about cats?

  3. Bernadette
    2013/04/04 at 18:01 (5 years ago)

    Marcus, I think it’s that very solitary nature, of sharing a space but being apart.

    I hate to be trite, but from my perspective as an artist, they are also “poetry in motion.”

    • Marcus
      2013/04/04 at 18:20 (5 years ago)

      You are right. I have struggled with social phobia all my life, when cats moved in with me I felt a connection, like we were the same.

      You are right about the poetry in motion. And thanks for the new word – “trite”. I had to look it up :)

  4. Gail White
    2015/08/29 at 01:50 (3 years ago)

    For more poems about cats, see Gail White’s book “Asperity Street” at Amazon or Able Muse Press – especially them poem “She Compares Her Lover to Her Cat,”

  5. docowen
    2016/06/12 at 17:58 (2 years ago)

    Interesting photos


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