Peter Orlovsky

Snail Poem Make my grave shape of heart so like a flower be free aired & handsome felt, Grave root pillow, tung up from grave & wigle at blown up clowd. Ear turnes close to underlayer of green felt moss & sound o...

Tom Savage

The Last Time I Met Allen Ginsberg I was walking through Tompkins Square Park About two years after the brain surgery From which I was still recovering. I saw Allen. He came toward me. He touched me in the center of ...