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  • wild flowerz by danielamaria555
    danielamaria555
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    just a poem from my still unpublished book under the shade of the leafy trees
  • Poem 12-1-13 by JustinCalderone
    JustinCalderone
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  • The Kerouac Contagion by CaitlinKennedy0
    CaitlinKennedy0
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    This is an poem that talks about how Jack Kerouac's 'The Road' inspired Katy Perry's song Firework. Russell Brand was Katy's Dean Moriarty. It also speaks on how his work helped Kristen Stewart through a turbulent time of her life. She was just caught cheating with the Snow White & the Huntsman director and was still experiencing backlash from the Twilight movies.
  • Too small to see over the hump by DoctorBenway
    DoctorBenway
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    A collection of love poems simple as.
  • Neon Dharma by ShannonDuncan830
    ShannonDuncan830
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    Ode to Jack Kerouac (Lost Manuscript - Posthumous "Next Book")
  • The Night Saul Wilbur Stole My Wallet by braydenruggles
    braydenruggles
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    A short story I wrote and kind of rushed but it's fine with me. Not really my style of writing either so... I don't know, hope you like it.
  • Signed By the Author by belwerks
    belwerks
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    A short story in which Elise and her grandmother, Mirabelle, find a way to rebuild the bond that has faded over time.
  • Proses Spontanées by LoPoirson
    LoPoirson
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    La Prose Spontanée, c'est quelque chose de rapide, d'instinctif, de vivant, quelque chose qui vous consume et vous brûle. Comme une improvisation de jazz, la prose spontanée, amenée par Jack Kerouac, c'est écrire au fil de la plume sans trop savoir ce qu'il y aura au bout de la page...
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  • Lee and Nin by aseverjack
    aseverjack
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    "But what is your happiness? What is the one thing in the world that you can do that no one else can do for you?" On the day of his brother's death, 28-year-old English musician Lee Highbary takes an empty seat in a crowded pub only to inherit the mess that is 20-year-old American Nin Adler. Nin is fixated on suicide while Lee would do just about anything to avoid having to go home to Manchester for his brother's funeral. Through their own separate perceptions on death--they form what could be an unbreakable bond. But will it be enough to save either or both of them?
  • Echoes From A Room Without Walls by ShannonDuncan830
    ShannonDuncan830
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    Deep Prose.
  • Howl by dpoete
    dpoete
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    "Howl" is a poem written by Allen Ginsberg in 1955, published as part of his 1956 collection of poetry titled Howl and Other Poems, and dedicated to Carl Solomon. Ginsberg began work on "Howl" as early as 1954. In the Paul Blackburn Tape Archive at the University of California, San Diego, Ginsberg can be heard reading early drafts of his poem to his fellow writing associates. "Howl" is considered to be one of the great works of American literature. It came to be associated with the group of writers known as the Beat Generation. There is no foundation to the myth that "Howl" was written as a performance piece and later published by poet Lawrence Ferlinghetti of City Lights Books. This myth was perpetrated by Ferlinghetti as part of the defense's case during the poem's obscenity trial. Upon the poem's release, Ferlinghetti and the bookstore's manager, Shigeyoshi Murao, were charged with disseminating obscene literature, and both were arrested. On October 3, 1957, Judge Clayton W. Horn ruled that the poem was not obscene.
  • Western Haiku by moodysmood
    moodysmood
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    Inspired by Jack Kerouac's "Book of Haikus". Kerouac invented his own personal style of haiku in which he wrote three short, simple lines that had great impact. He strayed away from the traditional 5-7-5 pattern to suit his view of the American language, which he thought was "bursting to pop." "Above all, a Haiku must be very simple and free of all poetic trickery and make a little picture and yet be as airy and graceful as a Vivaldi Pastorella." -Jack Kerouac So, after reading Kerouac's little book of haiku, I started jotting my own down for a little while. I should say that mine are not connected to nature like Kerouac's. They are my interpretations. Not nearly as effortless, lighthearted, or maybe not even impactful at all, but we can't all be like music. (I will probably be updating these in parts whenever they come to me)
  • Babble by ShadH0
    ShadH0
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    To be read out loud.
  • Jack Kerouac Alley by AsgharAbbas2019
    AsgharAbbas2019
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    Starbucks A mermaid A writer San Francisco
  • Come Back Jean-Louis by FlatDaddy
    FlatDaddy
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    For Jack, bless him, he died much too soon. This is another one with a beat, so SING IT! (and speed up a bit near the end).
  • Weep ( A Ginsberg Tribute) by TinyGatsby
    TinyGatsby
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    I wrote this at the age of 17 as a tribute to Allen Ginsberg's Howl
  • Lifes motifs by jacksiegel324
    jacksiegel324
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    I couldn't escape Kerouac
  • IL TUBO by JuHeBro
    JuHeBro
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    La mattina, al momento del risveglio qualcosa è nell'aria. Una presenza, che di notte ha vegliato sull' inconscio ragazzo, ora si presenta davanti ai suoi occhi. Dalle profondità delle tubature urbane, qualcosa è emerso.
  • I remember some evenings long ago. by RDavey
    RDavey
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