beat... or not
by Glenn Currier
I am not Kerouac
but I am
always on the road
never comfortable in one place
pissed about nursing homes
who turn age into money
and use up the caring,
their minimum wages burning holes in their pockets.
I am not Ginsberg
but I am
standing at Elm and Lamar
with Black people hawking
the quick version because the paper thinks young people
cant sit long enough to read the full edition,
watching as beat students and janitors
wait for the light
thinking about the sick child
and unpaid electric bill
room made cold by gaps
and no insulation
uninsulted from the D.A.
who sent the summons for bounced check.
I am not Burroughs
but I am
full of victimhood and insane
with misswired mind
and ravenous appetites
that will never find THE ultimate fix
or even be satisfied with todays.
What I love about the Beats
is the way they are all over
in every corner
breathing secondary or primary smoke
sipping not-overpriced coffee
never comfortable with conventions
even Green Partys
or drinking parties
writing in streams of anger
not on a sentimental journey,
beat by multinationals
conservative talk shows spewing lies
fundamentalists spitting hate
networks splitting souls into demographics.
I am not beat
but I am
for production quotas
timelines or long lines
a husbands rules
the good employee role
peopled who are right
wars that wage for oil
programs, stages, and fixed wages.
I am not fit
too much sugar not enough lettuce
too many beers not enough water
too many fries instead of steamed
too many movies
too few lingers with my lover
too little time with present
too much with past.
Author's Note: This is my first conscious effort at New Beat Movement poetry, still reading Kerouac and Ginsberg and the others, swimming in their freedom, hoping I don't drown in their darkness.
Posted on 12/15/2003
Copyright © 2020 Glenn Currier
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Maureen Glaude on 12/15/03 at 05:00 PM|
wow. I'd love to take this our Sasquatch series to read as a poem of someone else's, yours truly, one day. We talk there about the Beat poets sometimes, etc. and my director there and I discussed them in depth recently. My son left his Kerous book here and I enjoy it immensely. Did you know he was partly Canadian? fine messages here
|Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 12/17/03 at 03:24 PM|
this was incredible... simply incredible... and your author's note lent and edge too :)
|Posted by Ashley Beaudoin on 12/18/03 at 03:26 AM|
Simply a wonderful piece...what more can I say that the others above have not already....
|Posted by Charles E Minshall on 12/18/03 at 05:37 AM|
Hey man: Cool poem....Charlie
|Posted by Ashok Sharda on 12/19/03 at 05:32 PM|
Essence and personality are two different aspects. Normally, the essence is at loggerhead with the personality. Since one is what you are programmed with at birth and the other is acquired in the course of your growing. Sometimes we are fit for a thing by essence and unfit owing to the personality. Sometimes its the other way round. But mostly its the essence which has the upper hand. Essence in scientific terms can be termed as genetics.
|Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 12/19/03 at 09:25 PM|
you beat all the right drums Glenn and it's raining in my heart.
|Posted by Max Bouillet on 12/19/03 at 11:31 PM|
"..and the greatest minds of my generation..." This verse takes the energy from the beats and applies them to todays situation and context. Great read.
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/06/04 at 05:19 PM|
Lively, thought provoking piece Glenn. How does that saying go? If one waits long enough, what was popular several decades ago becomes popular again. I think you've definitely got something here.