Who is Gregory Corso

Gregory CorsoBornGregory Nunzio Corso
(1930-03-26)March 26, 1930
New York City, New YorkDiedJanuary 17, 2001(2001-01-17) (aged 70)
Minnesota, U.S.OccupationPoet, writerLiterary movementBeat, postmodernism Gregory Nunzio Corso (March 26, 1930 – January 17, 2001) was an Ameri...
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Gregory Corso Poems

  • The American Way
    I am a great American
    I am almost nationalistic about it!
    I love America like a madness! ...
  • Birthplace Revisited
    I stand in the dark light in the dark
    and look up at my window, I was
    born there. ...
  • Humanity
    What simple profundities
    What profound simplicities
    To sit down among the trees
    and breathe with them ...
  • To A Downfallen Rose
    When I laid aside the verses of Mimnermus,
    I lived a life of canned heat and raw hands,
    alone, not far from my body did I wander,
    walked with a hope of a sudden dreamy forest of gold. ...
  • Last Night I Drove A Car
    Last night I drove a car
    not knowing how to drive
    not owning a car
    I drove and knocked down ...
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Top 10 most used topics by Gregory Corso

Life 11 God 10 I Love You 9 Love 9 Sad 9 Death 9 Time 9 Never 8 Night 8 World 7

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  • Eccegordo: sea chanty by gregory corso
  • Thebeathandbook: remembering beat poet, gregory corso.
  • Ginsbergpoem: twenty years ago on this day - the passing of a legend - gregory corso - plenty of corso on the allen ginsberg project. here's a reading he gave at naropa in 1975 with the equally legendary william burroughs -
  • Maccocktail: "i learned life were no dream i learned truth deceived man is not god life is a century death an instant" ― gregory corso (died this day, january 17, 2001)'
  • Maccocktail: "standing on a street corner waiting for no one is power." ― gregory corso (died this day, january 17, 2001)
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Ode Iii: To A Friend, Unsuccessful In Love
 by Mark Akenside

Indeed, my Phædria, if to find
That wealth can female wishes gain
Had e'er disturb'd your thoughtful mind,
Or cost one serious moment's pain,
I should have said that all the rules,
You learn'd of moralists and schools,
Were very useless, very vain.

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