poezie jako lecba sokem a ja v soku zanechavam jednu hvezdicku (moc me to nebavilo) ale beatnici jsou zajimavi lide

I wasn't particularly impressed with this illustrated version. The images were stills from the animation which was created for the movie -- not really GN material. They were nice enough, but didn't translate well to the page, and I wasn't particularly impressed with the way they were laid out. I wonder if they had been pencil drawings I would have liked them better, and found them a more fitting companion to the poem. Eh.

I love this edition because of all the supporting documents and annotations. I make new connections every time I come back to it. Everything I know , I learned from the beats. If there’s one historical event I would have wanted to be present at, it is the reading at the Six Gallery on October 7, 1955.

Recently watched a couple of docs on the Beat Hotel and Lawrence Ferlinghetti, the poet/publisher who actually had to sit in court while Ginsberg was off smoking copious amounts of hash in Paris. It dawned on me that I’ve never read what is arguably the most popular poem of the 20th Century (second half, at least.) The library didn’t have the original edition, so I grabbed this illustrated one. Yeah, that Ginsberg guy could write some decent verse, I guess. Weird to think this was once deemed “obscene,” though. I’ve seen episodes of “Always Sunny” that are dirtier; of course, that’s because Ferlinghetti and City Lights Books won their case. Don’t take the First Amendment for granted, y’all.

To my mind the poem would have been much better off illustrated with a bleak 50s beatnik look instead of what seems to me more like Pixar cells. The pictures missed most of the boat. I have seen the animation sequence from the film that the pictures are taken from, maybe that works better.

“HOWL: A Graphic Novel” by Allen Ginsberg

Mid-20th century exposé of American capitalism using dramatic and evocative images of juxtaposition that roll into each other with a fluidity like no other writer. A trailblazer for Bob Dylan!

His take on ‘Moloch’ is apocalyptic! (p143-162)

Solipsism = (p79). Solipsism is the philosophical idea that only one's mind is sure to exist.

“.. who scribbled all night rocking and rolling over lofty incantations which in the yellow morning were stanza of gibberish.” (p92)

“… cried all over the street, danced on broken wineglasses barefoot smashed phonograph records of nostalgic European 1930s German jazz …” (p105)
..

Well, as misogynistic and arrogant and self-congratulatory-under-the-guise-of-humility Ginsberg is (and shall we say all the beat poets?) I can never get over the beautiful disturbing rhythmic language of this poem and I read it at least once a year. I was hoping for much more from the illustration in this graphic novel, it was definitely too clean and on the nose. ‘sigh’

Five stars for the poem. I haven't read Howl since my undergrad days, so when I saw this on the "banned books" shelf at the local library, I thought I would check it out. The poem is still powerful, and most who read it walk away with either "That was amazing!" or "What the hell just happened?" I've always thought of it as a jazz solo, seemingly improvised yet all tied together by a specific theme.

The art is just sort of meh. Really, they are just shots from the animation of the Howl film. Computer animation is one of those things that gets dated very quickly, and quite frankly, as a graphic novel, I don't think glossy computer animation fits the rawness of Ginsberg's writing.

The images probably work better animated than as stand alone stills for the poem. I would check out the poem in its original format, and maybe check out the film if you are interested. As for this "graphic novel," I would pass.

Loved this as a graphic novel ❤️

This graphic novel is the first time I have ever read this classic poem. I enjoyed the graphics and the font of the poetry was easy to read. After completing, I felt compelled to go read more about the poem and controversy it created. Overall, quite pleased with the entire experience it created.

Had a brilliant day today - nothing special, just good weather, minimal pain and the best company. We went flâneuring through Banani and picked up a bunch of new books, including this one. The frenetic pace of Ginsberg’s poetry, coupled with Eric Drooker’s phantasmagoric art made this a trippy read. Despite so many of the references being very American, reading this in chaotic Dhaka, discussing crazy ideas with my good friend Teddy who’s miles away but has the exact same edition (because it’s never safe to talk about ‘real’ things), I totally felt that ‘I’m with you in Rockland’ landing.

My first thought in reading Ginsberg’s collection is that it breaks poetical form. On the surface these are angry rambles, with very long lines (not enjambed and from the handful I counted the longest ran to 33 beats), and there is no clear rhyming pattern.

And yet, somehow, in this cocktail of fury and despair poetry is delivered in turbulent harmony.

In places, some of his poems made me think of Walt Whitman’s lilting chanting voice, but it’s a Whitman without optimism. And what stands out is the raw uncultivated energy, very different from Plath’s confessional poetry, but don’t be fooled by the chaos his poetry paints – if you look closer there is order and an imperfect rhyming scheme present.

Also, many of his poems had parts that repeated themselves, like they were a chant. I thought it worked better in some than others, providing a contrasting landscape, but at other times it seemed to me like a chanting filling up the blank page for the sake of.

Overall, I found this an interesting read, it got me thinking about poetry and poetical forms.

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https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/6..., I picked the first on the list and kept forgetting to change it but now I'm not sure how to do this without losing all the history