Tuesday, September 11, 2007


OH. Let me add that Allen Ginsberg was the first alive poet I ever met. And later, the first poet whoever wrote to me, helping me with my ur-work; the first to invite me to his home (I didn't go, unfortunately). And when he was at Columbia, which I went to myself because of him and the ghost of Kerouac, he received the George Edward Woodberry poetry prize... the Woodberry whose name and vision grace the Poetry Room at Harvard which I reverenced.

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