Even though he led a long and very productive life, he’s greatly missed, gone into the mystic without us, leaving his wonderful words, art, observations and humor. The world has a hole in the cosmos without him. Passed into history but we won’t forget.
I read this is to my high school poetry and literature class in 1999 in Berkeley springs, wv. We were asked to recite a poem of our choosing to the class. I had just returned from San Francisco where my young mind was blown to simtherines by city lights. God. The smell. The mysterious basement with the “I am the door.” The upstairs which felt like an attic. I bought the city lights anthology pocketbook there and was chomping at the bit to share this experience with my peers. I read this poem to my class, from my recently-purchased anthology book, but before my reading I lowered all of the classroom blinds and lit a red bulb, a black bulb and a slow strobe light. Amen.
«Lawrence Ferlinghetti wrote "The Elevators of Lisbon" with unforgettable humour due to the fabled manner in which he dealt with those machines which take us to the skies of our city. ln recalling the great American poet, the Santa Justa Elevator seems to me to be more impressive in the elegance of its iron architecture. From the last floor of its height the world beyond the Tagus unfolds in smoke and industrial horizons, and this makes the Lisbon around us more confidential and hospitable. "... this little man with the fishy eye took Monsieur Eiffel's famous elevator to go up and down and down and up but he pressed the wrong button as is recorded in the annals of the City and went the wrong way and went down and down instead up and up and down and down and down straight into Signore Dante's Hell and was never heard from again and never seen again this little man with the big fishy eye disappeared for ever and ever although there is still a strange smell of dead fish on certain days..."» José Cardoso Pires, in 'Atlantis' n.º 3, May-June 1998 Lawrence Ferlinghetti, "The Elevators of Lisbon", July 1986
Last Waltz for Lawrence Ferlinghetti Last Waltz for Lawrence Ferlinghetti I think not though it was recorded Give us this day our daily Lawrence Those who came before us will kick us in the butt and we should not regret Give us this day our daily Ferlinghetti Where we can imagine if not truly transform and sit on the Serengeti Look out there's a lion who's going to eat you Give us this day our daily community our weekly love and don't forget yourself in all its mirrored transformations Take not what your country can do for you take no bullshit and understand bad art Give us this lifetime another Lawrence Ferlinghetti GjW 2*23*2021
In Remembrance Of Remarkable Men...02/22/21 The Absolute Most. The Hippest, Coolest Cat Of All. Man, Peep That The Most Crazy Gone Daddy-O Is Like, All The Way Gonesville, Jiving With St.Peter, & Makin' That Angelic Scene... It's Hard To Think Of A More Iconic Or Important San Francisco Cultural Figure Than Our Lawrence Ferlinghetti. This Man Was The Anchor Of All That Was Authentically Cool. Period.
I have admired Lawrence's poetry and activism from way back when I bought an LP record of Tyrannosaurus Nix? in the early 70s. I think of him as a gonzo poet who exposes hypocrisy with his gentle humour and relentless critique. If I could ask one question of him it would be: what is the secret, Larry?
Sorely missed but will long be remembered for his Charles Bukowski book “ erections, ejaculations, exhibitions, and general tales of ordinary madness”. And from this publication came 2 immortal stories “ The most beautiful woman in town” and “The Blanket” R. I. P. Buk and ferlen
They tried to silence him and the poets he supported. It what happens when cancel culture acquires the authority of government. This impulse can come from any side of the political spectrum. The struggle to express the truth of life continues because of his influence.
I'm betting that Mr. Ferlinghetti smiled back at the mortician. Rest in peace, fine sir.
very cool comment.
♥
RIP, poetic champion and freedom fighter.
I hope you will find a beautiful place the same. RIP.
Poet Ferlinghetti is gone Age 101... RIP! ❤️
Even though he led a long and very productive life, he’s greatly missed, gone into the mystic without us, leaving his wonderful words, art, observations and humor. The world has a hole in the cosmos without him. Passed into history but we won’t forget.
A great man , a great poet and a great painter! The world has lost a great artist.
Rest in peace,TEACHER of our hearts.
My all time favorite poem! It's been over 10 years since the first time I read it, and even still, hearing this reading just now gave me goosebumps!
I miss him already...
R.I.P great man thanks for everything
Thanks for writing, it has carried me for decades.
I read this is to my high school poetry and literature class in 1999 in Berkeley springs, wv. We were asked to recite a poem of our choosing to the class. I had just returned from San Francisco where my young mind was blown to simtherines by city lights. God. The smell. The mysterious basement with the “I am the door.” The upstairs which felt like an attic.
I bought the city lights anthology pocketbook there and was chomping at the bit to share this experience with my peers.
I read this poem to my class, from my recently-purchased anthology book, but before my reading I lowered all of the classroom blinds and lit a red bulb, a black bulb and a slow strobe light. Amen.
the world a beautiful place with lawrence ferlinghetti
«Lawrence Ferlinghetti wrote "The Elevators of Lisbon" with unforgettable humour due to the fabled manner in which he dealt with those machines which take us to the skies of our city. ln recalling the great American poet, the Santa Justa Elevator seems to me to be more impressive in the elegance of its iron architecture. From the last floor of its height the world beyond the Tagus unfolds in smoke and industrial horizons, and this makes the Lisbon around us more confidential and hospitable.
"... this little man with the fishy eye
took Monsieur Eiffel's famous elevator
to go up and down and down and up
but he pressed the wrong button
as is recorded in the annals of the City
and went the wrong way
and went down and down instead up and up
and down and down and down
straight into Signore Dante's Hell
and was never heard from again
and never seen again
this little man with the big fishy eye
disappeared for ever and ever
although there is still a strange smell of dead fish
on certain days..."»
José Cardoso Pires, in 'Atlantis' n.º 3, May-June 1998
Lawrence Ferlinghetti, "The Elevators of Lisbon", July 1986
Last Waltz for Lawrence Ferlinghetti
Last Waltz for Lawrence Ferlinghetti
I think not though it was recorded
Give us this day our daily Lawrence
Those who came before us will kick us in the butt and we should not regret
Give us this day our daily Ferlinghetti
Where we can imagine if not truly transform and sit on the Serengeti
Look out there's a lion who's going to eat you
Give us this day our daily community our weekly love and don't forget yourself in all its mirrored transformations
Take not what your country can do for you take no bullshit and understand bad art
Give us this lifetime another Lawrence Ferlinghetti
GjW
2*23*2021
YES very nice eulogy for such a POET.
@@3340steve thank you.
I 💘 him hes the best
Northwestern University, Fall, 1969. She and I and he.
In Remembrance Of Remarkable Men...02/22/21
The Absolute Most. The Hippest, Coolest Cat Of All.
Man, Peep That The Most Crazy Gone Daddy-O Is Like, All The Way Gonesville, Jiving With St.Peter, & Makin' That Angelic Scene...
It's Hard To Think Of A More Iconic Or Important San Francisco Cultural Figure Than Our Lawrence Ferlinghetti.
This Man Was The Anchor Of All That Was Authentically Cool. Period.
It touched me. I reacted to every word he spoke out.
True
He died today. Sad. I knew him well as a friend.
and I Am No Longer Afraid To Die
RIP Old friend.
Happy 101.... 👏👏👏👏🕊🕊🕊🕊🎉🎊🎆
rip mr Ferlinghetti.
Fabulous words and insightful thoughts, beautifully read. Love you. Xxx
March 24, 2021
LONG LIFE TO FERLINGHETTI!!!
❤😭😭it so sweet
I have admired Lawrence's poetry and activism from way back when I bought an LP record of Tyrannosaurus Nix? in the early 70s. I think of him as a gonzo poet who exposes hypocrisy with his gentle humour and relentless critique. If I could ask one question of him it would be: what is the secret, Larry?
Rest easy maestro
Rest in power!
RIP dear man
Sorely missed but will long be remembered for his Charles Bukowski book “ erections, ejaculations, exhibitions, and general tales of ordinary madness”. And from this publication came 2 immortal stories
“ The most beautiful woman in town” and
“The Blanket”
R. I. P. Buk and ferlen
Thanks Optic Nerve
To be born into.
Im learning about this in school
They tried to silence him and the poets he supported. It what happens when cancel culture acquires the authority of government. This impulse can come from any side of the political spectrum. The struggle to express the truth of life continues because of his influence.
The Great
RIP
Ar dheis Jack (Kerouac) go raibh a anam dílis...
Adios man. Tu es méga robbed.