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11 Elegy for Allen That was a break In the fiber of things Sorrowful When Ginsberg died Because I still have students Wanting to be Beats And even some Wanting to be Buddhists Why not, but when That brilliant Jew poet took The train for the next world American nirvana Temporarily went with him. Not that he ever attained The tranquility Supposedly sought, He was so nervous And somehow ailing, The neurotic utopian Prophetic fairy side Of the guy never Surrendered really To those Asian things And too much ginseng Makes a man feeble-like. Yes, B— says You would be there At a party and he’d say Excuse me I have to follow That young man, you’d think Fine but why are you obliged To announce it, why not Just do it. 12 The greatest Jewish poet After Celan and Amichai, I cry, grieving, and B— says better not try To sell him as a rabbi Though what else is he For heaven’s sake Beads and bells And dreams of peace And all. ...

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