I fell in love with Lawrence Ferlinghetti’s work in college, on the upper floors of Alden Library in Athens, Ohio. A Coney Island of the Mind was just the right amount of cerebral magic to hook me at the time, perpetually floating through the stacks in a cannabis haze. It’s incredible stuff, and many of those poems have the power to transport me back to those quiet moments. Heartbreaking time travel.
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