I have been listening to you, Allen Ginsberg <br />I can still hear you whistling a radio tune <br />I can follow you through history thoughts of yours <br />flow into mine <br />I follow you past WWI <br />and through the Battle of Versailles without a second glance <br />Past Hitler Mao Nietzsche Reagan Gogol <br />past Whitman Kerouac and Carson <br />I watch as you nod to Ghandi <br />And converse with Pope Paul VI and Nelson Mandala <br />We drift past Central Park quickly changing seasons <br />past Chicago streets and cute little back country California homes <br />I watch the death of many a thing beside you <br />i watch you connect you think you <br />Writing Howl, writing America, writing Death & Fame <br />I watch yourself deteriorate in body <br />but flourish in mind <br />and as you flourish i flourish <br />And we grow together and I follow you <br />and then you vanish <br />into the grape vines at the back of the fence<br /><br />Lex Newman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-allen-ginsberg/
