A Toast Tonight To Ginsberg

June 3, 2005

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Today is Allen Ginsberg's birthday. The poet of verse, who died in 1997, was a central figure�in what came to be known as the Beat Generation of the 1950s.�He later�bridged the movement's mentality�to the hippies of the 1960s (which I believe we can forgive him for).�Understatement of the week: He's worth reading, kids.

And so, for the weekend, I leave you with this Ginsberg-ism: Democracy! Bah! When I hear that I reach for my feather Boa!

Go here for a decent amount of information regarding�Ginsberg (a.k.a.�Irwin Garden,�Carlo Marx,�Alvah Goldbrook,�Adam Moorad or�Leon Levinsky, depending on which Beat book you're�reading at the time).

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DRB