Collected Poems 1947-1997 - Ginsberg Allen - Страница 155
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above cloud cities
toward another gateway of Police Boys
& State Powers convened
Clocks Ticking two centuries
now America
approaching the great Ah of all cities
burning under Clouds, Conscious
of Death Machines Downtown.
Ah, for the garden—
After conversation with Chogyam Trungpa, Rinpoche, Boulder, Spring 1972
II
O Peaceful & Wrathful Dieties & Politicians Rejoice, Rejoice
left and right!
Ah! liberty—we here together conscious of
heart’s feeling ah!
Massacre ah! selling images in America
bellied meadow bombcrater photo mind
scream face skin afire
eyes penetrated by war needles
Ah! to the Heart from Heart ever Grateful
for mercy human understanding sigh—
Ah! for our loves dead & gone
Ah! for miseries we caused, youthful screaming
Pig Cop selves
Violence in other streets and nations
Heads of State
eyes flashing angry—
Ah! that we know ourselves better,
Ah! that America rise from
the dead matter
& transcend this body heavy asphalt usury
being with each other
Trembling with city hatred
dropping acid Death Fear
lovelessness alone on metal
planet floor—or
grass green meadow
among Equal Creatures, trees flourishing their Barken Kind leaf flared—
ah What Seek we in Miami Heaven Earth
But End to Fear
Ah! to rejoice in World Illusion
airplane sound street body under sky—
Apocatastasis Ah!
Release of our knowledge
our suffering in kind—
Ah! together, ah! make peace!
Ah What is this lightness that we know
body empty & the mind
Myriad Ah’d in Mid Metropolis zonked
& baffled by its own Being,
Angers, Loves & Wars—Great Politics shakes
planet tremors through our souls—
Ah! Great Consciousness Here
Salutations to the Great Self we come to know
Ah to All souls, Republican empty as
Democrat—Identity we Citizens
share this late century
Conscious after matter madness
Drunkenness-drug’d manufacture
Business Consumption
Transitory petrochemical toy
plastic aluminum
airconditioned hotel & old folks
home atrembling in our mortal bed
for the Big Nigger, the FBI the CIA the
NLF the ITT USSR the U.S.A.
Great Government Robot State
above us dominates our news,
takes up our telephone time labor paper work
in Magic War,
Ah! that we return to our Bodies alert
electric limb’d, lungs & heart
empty tingling, lightness
we all know Heaven on Earth
Our Will Be Thine as we Say
Our Ah—of Suffering Understood,
our life itself in pain
Ah! our ignorance! our desire!
Ah to know that suffering ends,
surrendered self’s sweet death—
our Ah to search the way together thru
some Eightfold Endless Path!
Ah! for the Hell we have made in America,
Ah for the Heaven we see among Us
Ah! for the Earth we are here!
Ah Miami streets, hotels lobbies crowded
auditorium! Ah for the fat sad police—
Ah for sad soldiers forlorn all over the world
Ah for the Madman in White House asylum
who dreams Planet Fate—
Depression armaments? Conspicuous
Consumption Cars! Great Ah
Protect us! Ah! for the Petrochemical Wonderland,
Conscious vast glittery buildings
fog dream neon’d
for Magical Emphasis
Hypnosis Money
A billfold full of Ah!
Ah! credit card plastic
broke in wastebasket
Ah for Cosa Nostra, Imagined or Real
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ah Mayor Daley, Senator Humphrey voluble
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