Gregory Corso looking out his attic-room skylight 9 Rue Git-le-Coeur half block from Seine off Place St. Michel. He had finished first City Lights Gasoline, completed Marriage & Bomb, begun Power Poem, & was "eliminating" Death & Clown motifs (i.e. Probing Concepts), see Happy Birthday of Death volume 1960. Peter O & I lived downstairs 3rd floor, Paris 1957.

Gary S. Davis Allen Ginsberg

1957

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Kay MacDonough, Nile, & Gregory Corso March 16, 1985 San Francisco Front of Trieste Morning Hangout Coffeeshop Grant Street.

Allen Ginsberg, 1985

John Hammond ill December 4, 1986

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Lois Snyder Hennessy in her living-room Grass Valley California, her son the Poet Gary Snyder found her a house in town near his Sierra Mountains homestead, we visited together, her 82'nd year, Robert Frank liked this snapshot.

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Dr. Timothy Leary meeting Neal Cassady first time in Merry Prankster day-glo painted bus. Neal'd driven cross country and up-state to Dr. Leary's retreat at Millbrook N.Y. early in the Goldwater-Johnson Presidentiad. They'd come honking up the estate driveway to park by the big house Kesey & friends like a many-headed psychedelic loudspeaker'd rhinoceros in quiet woodlands recently raided by Assistant D.A. G. Gordon Liddy & local constabulary without search warrants looking for grass busts, L.S.D. still legal those years. Neal's scratching amphetamine itch in his driver's palm. Dr. Tim'd come outside to visit bus.

Gary S. Davis, 1964

Juanita Lieberman had met Peter Orlovsky at Naropa in early 1980's, was now working in my house as secretary March 3, 1985 - went on to nice job publishing at Paragon House, signed up Carl Solomon's Emergency Messages.

Gary S. Davis, 1985

Philip Whalen, sensei in his peaceful chair, my apartment living room, East 12th street New York March 1984. He was visiting East Coast to give readings N.Y. and Buffalo, Calm Poet. "What are you reading?" -- "I'm not reading I'm just turning the pages."

Gary S. Davis, 1984

Jack Kerouac at Staten Island Ferry Wharf, we used to wander docksides under Manhattan’s bridges & thru truck parking lots along East River singing rawbone Blues, Leadbelly’s “Black Girl” or “Eli Eli,” chanting Poe’s “Annabelle Lee” & shouting Hart Crane’s “O Harp & Altar of the Fury fused!” or “Atlantis” to Brooklyn Bridge’s traffic spanned above. Time of his _Doctor Sax_ & _The Subterraneans_, Burroughs was in town, up from Mexico, New York, Fall 1953.

Gary S. Davis, 1953

Men Playing Billiards, Soviet Union

Gary S. Davis, 1954

$Harry Smith exhausted 3 A.M. over Chinese take-out supper. Car had backed into him up on 12th Street corner Avenue A weeks earlier, compression-fractured his knee, so he stayed with me nine months in small room behind him he’d fixed with door-latch and lock. Old postcard of Manhattan Island on toilet door panel to his right. Ethnomusicologic archivist, film-maker, alchemist, he’d designed my new _Collected Poems_ book cover, he’d been moved out of hotel room on 28’th Street, lived in Bowery shelters, was now homeless in New York! June 17, 1985.$

Harry Smith exhausted 3 A.M. over Chinese take-out supper. Car had backed into him up on 12th Street corner Avenue A weeks earlier, compression-fractured his knee, so he stayed with me nine months in small room behind him he’d fixed with door-latch and lock. Old postcard of Manhattan Island on toilet door panel to his right. Ethnomusicologic archivist, film-maker, alchemist, he’d designed my new _Collected Poems_ book cover, he’d been moved out of hotel room on 28’th Street, lived in Bowery shelters, was now homeless in New York! June 17, 1985.

Gary S. Davis, 1985

Poet Michael & Joanna McClure, Cafe Roma a block up Columbus from City Lights Bookstore, October 11, 1984 San Francisco

Gary S. Davis, 1984

Rob MacKercher asleep on futon, living room floor N.Y. January 3, 1986, visiting city for New Year’s adventures, he’d hosted me with his English class Canton Michigan High School a year before, later visited Naropa.

Gary S. Davis, 1986