let’s hear it

Let’s Hear It

Let’s hear it for James Joyce and mad Irishmen, for Kenneth Patchen and the working man’s blues, for e.e. cummings and a park full of pigeons, for J.D. Salinger and Alan Sillitoe and their dead and gone followers, for the great Joe Gould who spoke the language of gulls and drank sunlight, for trapped song birds, for 100 years of solitude, for Octavio Paz, for Edward Abbey and the wild desert, for Neruda in an ocean of dream, for Leonard Cohen and his highbrow flirtations, for all the champions of the reckless and the beautiful whose eyes shine on after death.

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