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Hey! Im Gregory Corso. I was born in New York City on March 26th, 1930. I spent a lot of my childhood in orphanages and foster homes after my mom abandoned me when I was only a year old.
My father remarried when I was eleven and asked me to stay with him and his new wife, but I ran away constantly. I was then sent to live in a boys home, which i also frequently escaped.
When I was 16, I got caught stealing for the first time. I was sent to the New York City jail, what we call the Tombs, for stealing a radio. Not long after that, I spent 3 years in the Clinton State prison for more theft charges.
It was during my incarceration that I began reading the poetry from the prison library, and even writing my own.
When I was released in 1950, I met a series of people that inspired me to become an educated poet, including Allen Ginsberg, William Burroughs, and Jack Kerouac.
"The Mad Yak" I am watching them churn the last milk they'll ever get from me. They are waiting for me to die; They want to make buttons out of my bones. Where are my sisters and brothers? That tall monk there, loading my uncle, he has a new cap. And that idiot student of his-- I never saw that muffer before. Poor uncle, he lets them load him. How sad he is, how tired! I wonder what they'll do with his bones? And that beautiful tail! How many shoelaces will they make of that!
In this poem, I talk about the death of an angry yak. The yak talks about watching his uncle and fellow loved ones be taken to be slaughtered and recycled into goods for human beings.
The yak is upset about waiting to die but his tone allows the reader to know that hes aware his death is inevitable.
"Friend" Friends be kept Friends be gained And even friends lost be friends regained He had no foes he made them all into friends A friend will die for you Acquaintances can never make friends Some friends want to be everybody's friend There are friends who take you away from friends Friends believe in friendship with a vengeance! Some friends always want to do you favors Some always want to get NEAR you You can't do this to me I'm your FRIEND My friends said FDR Let's be friends says the USSR Old Scrooge knew a joy in a friendless Christmas Leopold and Loeb planning in the night! Et tu Brute
I have many friends yet sometimes I am nobody's friend The majority of friends are male Girls always prefer male friends Friends know when you're troubled It's what they crave for! The bonds of friendship are not inseparable Those who haven't any friends and want some are often creepy Those who have friends and don't want them are doomed Those who haven't any friends and don't wan t any are grand Those who have friends and want them seem sadly human Sometimes I scream Friends are bondage ! A madness!
All a waste of INDIVIDUAL time -- Without friends life would be different not miserable does one need a friend in heaven --
This poem is my interpretation of every different type of friend that anyone has experienced. I talk about how people feel with and without friends. It makes references to bad friends, like the "Et tue Brute" line from Julius Caesar was a sign of betrayal by a friend.
Also, Leopold and Leob were two friends that wanted to commit the perfect crime so they murdered someone in their school. This was an example of extreme acts of friendship.
Towards the end of my poem, I talk about the different situations involved with having or not having friends, and wanting or not wanting friends.
Works Cited "Gregory Corso." Terebess Asia Online. Terebess Collection. 22 Oct 2008 <http://terebess.hu/ english/corso.html#friend>. Skau, Michael. "Gregory Corsp." Poets Path. The Museum of American Poetics. 22 Oct 2008 <http://www.poetspath.com/ CORSO.html>.
