I have to admit that I was not only unfamiliar with the poetry of Gregory Corso (1930-2001) but I also had never heard of him. That is, until I walked into an exhibition at the St. Louis Art Museum and saw a monumental painting (roughly 30 feet tall), with its title written into the top of the painting: “For Gregory Corso.”
I pulled out my phone and Googled him. A Beat poet, an associate of Jack Kerouac, Allen Ginsberg, Frank O’Hara, Neil Cassady, and publisher Lawrence Ferlinghetti of City Lights Bookstore, among several others. That clicked; it placed him in the 1950s in counter-culture San Francisco, a decade before the hippies. Allen Ginsburg’s famous Howl. Beatniks. Cool, man.
Some Thursday Readings
We Have Butterflies to See: Four Walks in Central Park – Geoffrey Smagacz at Front Porch Republic.
Top 10 Dip into Poetry – Every Day Poems.
“The Watchers,” poem by William Stanley Braithwaite – Sally Thomas at Poems Ancient and Modern.
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