I’m still wistful Road, look rest Kerouac oeuvre–the poems, poems!–i — Sarah Vowell, Take Cannoli

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If I'm still wistful about On the Road, I look on the rest of the Kerouac oeuvre–the poems, the poems!–in horror. Read Satori in Paris lately? But if I had never read Jack Kerouac's horrendous poems, I never would have had the guts to write horrendous poems myself. I never would have signed up for Mrs. Safford's poetry class the spring of junior year, which led me to poetry readings, which introduced me to bad red wine, and after that it's all just one big blurry condemned path to journalism and San Francisco.

Sarah Vowell, Take the Cannoli

Authors: Sarah Vowell | Take the Cannoli

Topics: 49, kerouac, poetry, writing

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