Kaddish - Allen Ginsberg

La tristeza de tus memorias hermosas en prosa o poemas se equilibran con la felicidad de algunos días. La misma tristeza que me llena el alma cuando escucho Bob Dylan o cuando recuerdo a Heath Ledger, o ahora cuando suena una canción de Cerati. Naomi en los hospitales, todos, tantos años. No puedo ni imaginarme tu dolor que se habrá vuelto costumbre y cotidianidad con el tiempo. Solo puedo cerrar los ojos y absorber tus palabras en la presión que siento en el pecho y respirar hondo mientras agradezco tener estos libros en mis manos que sanan el mundo.
Porque como dijo mi hermano sabio, la felicidad y la más profunda tristeza se sienten igual. En la boca del estómago desbordante e invasiva sensación imposible de ignorar.

Kaddish - Allen Ginsberg

I spent the day reading Allen Ginsberg and when I got home, I received Sunflowers for my birthday from my lovely housemates ♥
"I hope you have sunflowers to worship wherever you are" I wrote once thinking of him.

Kaddish - Allen Ginsberg

I spent the day reading Allen Ginsberg and when I got home, I received Sunflowers for my birthday from my lovely housemates "I hope you have sunflowers to worship wherever you are" I wrote once thinking of him.

Agne, thank you

Kaddish - Allen Ginsberg

[...] "This is my rocket my personal rocket I send up my message Beyond
Someone to hear me there
My immortality
without steel or cobalt basalt or diamond gold or mercurial fire
without passports filing cabinets bits of paper warheads
without myself finally
pure thought
message all and everywhere the same
I send up my rocket to land on whatever planet awaits it
preferably religious sweet planets no money
fourth dimensional planets where Death shows movies
plants speak (courteously) of ancient physics and poetry itself is
manufactured by trees
the final Planet where the Great Brain of the Universe sits waiting
for a poem to land on his golden pocket
joining the other notes mash-notes love-sighs complaints-musical
shrieks of despair and the million unutterable thoughts of frogs
I send you my rocket of amazing chemical
more than my hair my sperm or the cells of my body
the speeding thought that flies upwards with my desire as instanta-
neous as the universe and faster than light
and leave all other questions unfinished for the moment to turn
back to sleep in my dark bed on earth."
♥ Poem Rocket - Allen Ginsberg ♥

Kaddish - Allen Ginsberg

When the blue ballpoint pen he was using ran out of ink, he grabbed another from his desk, a red one, and continued for fifty-eight pages of dense handwritten verse

El manuscrito de Kaddish está escrito en azul y rojo