... and I knew I was haunted but said nothing ... Memory & dream are intermixed in this mad universe.
Dr. Sax - Jack Kerouac
Dr. Sax is blowing me away !!!!!!!!!!!!
i have not read all of Kerouac's writings - just one here & one there and maybe another somewhere else - in those i have read i have always had my telling bone tickled by his use and handling of language - it's always creative with a capital
C - i am not among his venerators and i am not one of those to worship the ground he walked on - that said this piece of work is
genius - pure fucking pure Fuck! Me! Fierce! Forever!
Genius - 5 chapters in i had to
stop go back to the beginning because i was running it like a coyote in full tilt - whew ! (wiping sweat from brow) -
flesh gives birth to flesh
spirit gives birth to spirit
yassssssss o yassssssss !
i bo-leeve in kick-the-can!
this book burst out of the sea
and swallows me whole o fuck & jellyroll pie -
conjured - it was conjured
it's a chant an invocation -
what word is big enough?
what word is deep enough?
by what name?
Dr. Sax that's WHO !!!
Ha! middle of a dark january night & i'm riding the Kerouac Express head-on - Jack you sad sad boy child - you came out of america and you went back into america God bless you you wasted french fried flood mouth saintbrain !
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.