Post by Dave Moore
It does not seem like a Kerouac poem to me.
Can anyone prove me wrong?
I just brought home Jack Kerouac's Wake Up, which I've never read but always
seem to think the style is not the average Kerouac, more of a "biographer"
atyle, so I figured that Kerouac could write in a style with no continuity
to his previous writing.
But now this review describes it that even Wake Up could be included on the
side of the Dulouz Myrthos, iow unmistakable wild old Jack:
"...Instead, it was spontaneous prose meets esoteric obtusity. This book is
neither for the faint of heart nor the Buddhist beginner [...] While I'm
glad I read Wake Up, I'll stick with The Dharma Bums, my favorite Kerouac
novel, which Thurman describes as "the most accurate, poetic, and expansive
evocation of the heart of Buddhism that was available at that time" (p.
viii). In an "Author's Note," Kerouac describes Wake Up as "a handbook for
Western understanding of the ancient Law" (p. 5). At least for me, he partly
failed on that score, but it's good to read something challenging from time
to time and Wake Up certainly fits that bill..."
That still doesn't much make me think that the J. Edgar Hoover poem is
really written by Jack Kerouac, it reads more like something one of the
latter-day Beats would have written, in the later, a bit more swinging
Post by Dave Moore Post by Will Dockery
"...According to this book "Bobby And J. Edgar", J. Edgar Hoover had a
carefully typed poem by Jack Kerouac scotch taped to 'the slide-out board
next to the kneeehole in Hoover's battered interior desk.' Like a secret
little poem between him and Jack.
"There was a man who believed that the highest you/ could get on this
planet, straight or stoned/ was to rock your loins in the loins of a
beautiful woman who adored you, whoul could share your/ madness and even
your (unreadabled), call your bluff, chase your blues, undo you. With
that you could play table-stakes poker with Alexander the Great." -- Jack
Anyone know where this is from, or is it really an unpublished poem by