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shorterwayhome · 8 years ago

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“ I waken, read, write long letters and wander restlessly when leaves are blowing my dream a crumpled horn in advance of the broken arm she murmurs of signs to her fingers weeps in the morning to waken so shackled with love Not me. I like to beat people up. My dream a white tree “

“Whatever is going to happen is already happening Some people prefer “the interior monologue” I like to beat people up “

-selected poems of ted berrigan

#might have to write on ted berrigan #he's fascinating #his collected poems start with a reminder that he wrote these poems #not the reader #which is all against so much of poetry's reliance on transference or mutual recognition or whatever you want to call it #but he's constantly stealing from rilke and whitman and pound and basically all the 1st gen school of ny poets #he's just constantly pissed and elated that he's in love with poetry and awed that loveliness exists #it's hard not to love the guy for his lack of a center #he's fiercely aware that he's not adjusted and forceful about trying to embrace his multidimesionality yet he still hates it?#all his poetry and letters suggest that he would hate to have his work analyzed and so i just wanna push his psychic energy #his preoccupation with his persona versus his self is excellent material

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