I read this on amazon...
..."In the closed dark bedroom/with the heavy silk drapes/she throws open/the huge French doors/And the dry white wine of dawn/floods in."
Does anyone know this poem in it's entirety ? I would love to see it in full.
Does anyone have a favourite Ferlinghetti poem ?
If you go to http://www.amazon.co.uk/These-Are-Ri.../dp/0811212734 and search for page 251, where the poem starts ('Paris Transformations'). You cannot copy the poem through normal means but you can type it out if you are really determined (it is a very long one).
You need to have an amazon account to be able to use the search facility, though.
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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I do have an amazon account, and went into 'search inside' but was only able to view the...
...front cover, table of contents, copyright, excerpt, index and back cover.
I wasn't able to view pages 251 only a select from.
At the top of the page it will give you the option to 'search this book'. Enter keywords there, e.g. dry white wine of dawn. If you're not logged in, it will ask you to, then take you straight there. You can then jump to the previous page, where it starts.
It's fab, by the way. The whole thing. I've never seen a Ferlinghetti poem I liked before, but this one is really magic.
thankyou for the explanation, i found it and typed it out.
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'come lie with me' is another one of Ferlinghettis i like.
Did you notice that, since you only got two pages either side of the one you searched for, you didn't get the whole thing with one search. To read it all, you have to do another search for something on the last page you were able to get to with the first one.
Lawrence Ferlinghetti is alright--second-rate though he is. his City Lights Bookstore made quite the impact on the literary scene of the day. he only started writing about tin cans, neon back alley jazz, butcher shops, and bums, after ginsberg's Howl and kerouac's Road came on the scene. he once called kerouc's poetry "prose" and refused to publish it in an anthology. and yet ferlinghetti's name is in that pantheon of writers known as "Beat."
Last edited by jon1jt; 06-24-2007 at 03:17 PM.
"He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll
Yeah, i did. It was alittle irritating to have to go back searching whilst in the middle of typing.Originally Posted by blp
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