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.)
August, 1968, Chicago. It was the Summer of long hair, and long hot nights. Small wonder A...
Preakness springs young writer’s dreams Castles soar in fresh bright air Precious Underwoo...
Paris in search of a name Meaning house in the field Love Suffer and Work is thy motto ...
For “electronic laser TV generations that don’t read Dostoyevsky” quoth Allen Ginsberg F...
It was Paradise Alley so long ago In the alphabet downtown east Lived a subterranean in cl...
Hot chocolate . . . delicious Blustery deep freeze winds Cut through cruel canyons of Ma...