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First Journals and Poems 1937–1952
Allen Ginsberg: The Book of Martyrdom and Artifice

The earliest journals and poems of legendary beat generation avatar and poet extraordinaire Allen Ginsberg – including rare photographs and over 50 previously unpublished poems.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) kept a journal his entire life, beginning at the age of eleven. In these first journals the most important and formative years of the poet's storied life are captured, his inner thoughts detailed in what the San Francisco Chronicle calls a „vivid first-person account… Ginsberg's unmistakable voice coming into its own for the first time.”

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Da Capo, Cambridge, 2006
522 oldal · puhatáblás · ISBN: 9780306815621

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Allen Ginsberg: The Book of Martyrdom and Artifice

Allen Ginsberg: The Book of Martyrdom and Artifice First Journals and Poems 1937–1952

Ginsberg 12 éves korától kezdve írt naplót. Amiben leginkább azt próbálta leírni, ahogyan önmagát és a világot értelmezi. A bejegyzések nagy része introspekció, felfedezések, magyarázatok. Tiszteletreméltó kitartással fut neki éveken át az értelmezésnek (élet, önmaga, emberi viszonyok, szerelem, (homo)szexualitás, munka, művészet, halál). Aki végigrágja magát a könyvön, látja a fejlődést, a szenvedést, az önmagába visszatérő köröket amiket ez a kivételes ember tesz, amikor egyedül van önmagával.

Egy lebilincselően izgalmas fejlődési folyamat, gyakran tarkítva külső események leírásával, amelyek a beat generacio vagy Ginsberg személyes életének fontos eseményri Számomra különösen megkapó, ahogy Ginsberg elsőéves kora óta arra vágyik, hogy elmehessen analízisbe, azt látja a fejlődés kulcsának, és az ebbe fektetett remény még a könyv utolsó lapjain is szerepel, annak ellenére, hogy sok csalódás éri orvosok/pszichiaterek részéről.

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Good creatures, I am no more. Compose yourselves to the fact of my inexistence.

50. oldal August 3, 1944. Suicide note (Da Capo, 2006)

Allen Ginsberg: The Book of Martyrdom and Artifice First Journals and Poems 1937–1952

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When it was as the night, but it was afternoon? You pray?
And yet are not these words that dangle down, these words,
Their rhyming passions hanging hereupon,
Like trees, like beasts that cry, like day and night that fail
And fall together on us, dreadful in the mind?
We have seen the light in darkness, we are blind.
– What have I meant for thee? Why have I said these words?
We waken through the night and hear an old spirit wail,
Her weirdest lamentations are half-mad, yet still more sane than those of other birds.

460. oldal Surrealist Ode, X. (Da Capo, 2006)

Allen Ginsberg: The Book of Martyrdom and Artifice First Journals and Poems 1937–1952

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As an artist I design to extract from the welter of contradictions, a set of values. I would see beauty in what has no care for beauty, and truth in a universe too complex to be simplified to apothegms. I desire to shape meaning out of confusion, standardize my desires, understand my passions, and direct them rather than be directed. I search for values. I am a moralist. I could not eat breakfast unless I were a moralist.

69. oldal September 1-17,18, 1944. Suicide Note: Revised (Da Capo, 2006)

Allen Ginsberg: The Book of Martyrdom and Artifice First Journals and Poems 1937–1952

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Burroughs approves of my poetry. Immediately my estimation of him went down.

82. oldal (Da Capo, 2006)

Allen Ginsberg: The Book of Martyrdom and Artifice First Journals and Poems 1937–1952

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On Art
As life wounds us, so art must wound us. We are tormented by the delicate, indefinite pain in art; the heart cry of the lover, the failure of realization of the desire, the finite mind stretching to comprehend infinity – these are our sorrows. We pleasure in the perfection of our self torture; we love to mock and sneer at ourselves; we flagellate ourselves with our own failures. Masochists all, we love to be hurt and we love to have our unhealing wounds opened and reopened again; we sit staring in the mirror of art, fascinated by our own deformities.

Why is the perfect lover always jealous? He must be, if he is the perfect lover. He sees his own love in everybody´s eyes. [David Kammerer]

45-46. oldal 28 July, 1944, On Art (Da Capo, 2006)

Allen Ginsberg: The Book of Martyrdom and Artifice First Journals and Poems 1937–1952

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