Friday, May 4, 2012

Bowery Blues Comments

Rating: 4.8

The story of man
Makes me sick
Inside, outside,
I don't know why
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Jack Kerouac
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Richard Wlodarski 20 September 2022

The Great Kerouac! Brilliant writer, poet and musician!

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L Milton Hankins 16 September 2020

This is typical Kerouac...rambling, anxious, stark, sensual...full of unexplained imagery. I am only a fan of stream of consciousness writing when it has a location and a destination. Words on a page do not necessarily poetry make!

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Edward Kofi Louis 19 November 2019

I am hurt! ! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Uche Nwanze 19 November 2019

Beautifully crafted and insightful piece of art.

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Michael Walker 19 November 2018

Very much a street poem of New York City, quite pessimistic. Also visionary in some lines, 'For no church told me/ No guru holds me/ Just stone of New York'.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 19 November 2018

This is a beautiful poem having touching expression and nice collocation.

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Mahtab Bangalee 19 November 2018

Little and little great and small feelings of likable sorrow of amendable delineated here /// its straightforward poetic style /// like it

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Bernard F. Asuncion 19 November 2018

Such a well crafted poem by Jack Kerouac....................

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Jack Kerouac

Jack Kerouac

Lowell, Massachusetts
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