Petersburg romantic lights
Ivanhoe and Norman knights
Rossini’s la-la lends delight
Two poor lovers . . . enter a third
Confess each other’s sorrowed souls
The loneliness of life
Illusions and dreams
Tears and despair
Grandmother pin those skirts so tight
Le notti bianche
‘57 was the year
Marcello danced up in the air
A moment of bliss
. . . for all of this
The short story “White Nights” was written by Fyodor Dostoevsky in 1848, and has been the inspiration for many films in many languages. (Kerouac, Ginsberg, and Burroughs all greatly admired and were influenced by Dostoevsky.)
Hot chocolate . . . delicious Blustery deep freeze winds Cut through cruel canyons of Ma...
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Short story by Paul Kay.
Gregory Corso loved Jack Kerouac and Jack loved Joan Haverty, his second wife, loved her ...
It was summer 91, I think, when sharing a joint on a brick fire escape after a night of ac...