Golgotha – Moloch- a secret language of poetry? No, just an example that there is nothing simple about poetry. Allen Ginsberg uses these words in more than one poem, however, in “Howl” he invokes Moloch over & over. It wasn’t until I searched for the meaning that I was able to understand his gist – Moloch – an idol to whom children were sacrificed – what better way to call out in anger to a country that is killing Everything?


Readings of Ginsberg. Too much dissonance for our innocence. Rebel yell – is it ever too late to fight, to shake a country from sleep. Is this the song of yesterday or the jazz of today. What action should be taken if 47 equals nothing. Can a candidate inspire a revolution or is it a constitution broken by a floodgate of retro-actions. 


A few words inspired after reading the renegades’ wisdom. They survived more than this holy holy holy war. It’s like Robert Creeley’s poem “I know a Man” – listen to it, own it and realize that it too howls about darkness. He reminds us of how darkness surrounds you. Buy a goddamn big car? Will it save us? What if you’re already driving – isn’t that what the other voice is saying. Shut up and remember you’re not the only one on this road.


LInes from the “Outlaw Bible”  & “Howl” 


The words of my book nothing, the drift of it every thing. (- Walt Whitman) If you’re the type of person who thinks in words – paint! (- Larry Rivers & Frank O’Hara) Hold back the edges of your gowns, Ladies, we are going through hell. (- William Carlos Williams) I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked (-Allen Ginsberg) America why are your libraries full of tears? (-Allen Ginsberg) Shut not your doors to me proud libraries. (Walt Whitman)






Does he mock love – is he for love – what is love for one who taste so much shit in life. Is there really love under the blaze of light of a thousand experiences. This in light of laurels & briars and sanctimonious seraphs who pledge at heavens gate. Oh wait a minute man it’s not heaven you’re entering – you only got keys to Eden’s garden And that That is all the love that we get now.


A bit of musing after listening to this PoemTalk regarding Ginsberg singing William Blake’s Song of Innocence & Experience: “The Garden of Love”. I’ve not paid attention to Blake, but after listening, I’m a bit obsessed. Rather serendipitous, too, for a I just found a folksy song rendition of the poems, too. Ginsberg’s singing however is most interesting…reminds me of Dylan when he is being tonal.


Blake’s understanding is no different from Creeley – darkness surrounds us – the doors are all shut – shut up & drive- someday we shall be nevermore. ~


Original plate and artwork by William Blake

Original plate and artwork by William Blake (Photo credit: Wikipedia)



6 thoughts on “a bard howls –

  1. hi angela, when i first read your blog , annie dillard came to mind.nothing to do with content or style,but along the lines of caliber or quality of writing. you have that gift of words and writing and passion. i sense it again in this post. there are a lot of things
    i’d like to comment about but i don’t because i think they would not be expressed well and run the risk of being misunderstood. without getting into that goofy riddle i sent… i was simply trying to encourage to WRITE YOUR OWN SONG IN YOUR OWN STYLE. bob

  2. Dillard’s primary reader for Pilgrim was a Hollins professor called John Rees Moore. After finishing a chapter, she would bring it to Moore to critique. Moore specifically recommended that she expand the book’s first chapter “to make clear, and to state boldly, what it was [she] was up to,” a suggestion that Dillard at first dismissed, but would later admit was good advice. i copied this and wanted to send it to you before but i hesitated ( see previous post why) i in no way am talking as/ if i’m thinking pimary reader, but as i read your various posts ( i humbly submit) what i see is a great writer who has to make ” clear to herself and state boldly what she is up to…hope you see this as encouragement… bob p.,s. i have some other things i’d like to send but have no idea if you’re interested…

  3. thank you for reading and your kind words, bob. you give my elementary writing way too much credit – it perhaps makes me a bit paranoid. there is an oddity that comes over my writing if knowing someone is reading it closely – perhaps this is why YHC can be a bit daunting, writing under the guise of no one means someone has to take responsibility. you cannot be that unread if you’ve read Dilliard, many wouldn’t even know Pilgrim. perhaps you really are the writer whom needs to push the chapter further. ~ a

    • hi angela,
      no aspiring writer here… english class in h.s. was a form of torture for me… took a basic course in grammar online a few months ago… still hate it…only chapter i want to push is to be able to throw 3 to 5 paragraphs together and then throw them at an editor. then i want to add it to my photos…

  4. Finally have completed the coursework this week, so raced over here to see what you were howling about. I love this line: “Ginsberg’s singing however is most interesting…reminds me of Dylan when he is being tonal.” Saw you over at a thread–like you, I pulled down my City Lights copy of Howl to find I’d never read WCW’s intro. Glad I’m not the only one. . .

    Don’t know about you, but I was reluctant to leave the world of Howl this week. After that, for me, anyway, none of the other poems and writings seemed to measure up.

    • A bit behind, Susan…thank you for stopping to share of your revisit with “Howl”! You know, I watched the film about a year ago, but now feel that I need to watch it with new eyes! I think that it shall leave a much different POV after this last week.

      We are on to the NYS, which I dig as a non-linear, non-narrative thinker/writer. That said, who knows if I’ll understand any of it…a bit apprehensive for our next essay, oy!

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