Anne Waldman's Stellar Example

Gregory Corso invaded my shower one day in the little Townhouse apartment I return to in dreams as “Remember Some Apartments”. It was named “Emerson Apartments”. Ralph Waldo Emerson had always been an inspiration for my memory of this place although he would not have appreciated the commune spirit. Gregory was always barging in, rooting around looking for valium or anything palliative and high-making, gesticulating , checking out my books –did I have any art books? – and would I ever be as good as Jane Austen? So there was that, the sense of invasion.

I was soaping my hair with lavender shampoo. We decided we would probably never sleep together. That was a good idea because he was so complicated to think about sleeping with. I mean it wasn’t even an issue or much of a discussion. I was not going to get my transmissions from Beat poets, I proclaimed, by sleeping with them! I said would you be my pal? And will you behave? He hugged me as we were water rats together in the shower.

(This was 1975, Boulder, Colorado during a summer session of

The Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics at Naropa University)


Anne Waldman

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Photograph of Corso's Grave by Dennis Formento



This is a recent photograph by Dennis Formento. In the lower right corner we can see oak leaves, I think. I can't identify what appears to be a fern of some kind at the top. There is a residue of a pink flower on the lower left of the stone itself.

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  2. Hmmn, looks like the Emperor's new clothes at the moment.

    I've put someone else's YT video of it on my blog here

    http://thebridgeclub2011.blogspot.com/2012/01/like-river-unafraid-reminded-of-old-pal.html

    if that helps.

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