Bob Kaufman Bob Kaufman

Bob Kaufman

The Beat poet Bob Kaufman had this to say about poetry:

“I live alone, like pith in a tree.

My teeth rattle,

like musical instruments.

In one ear a spider spins its web of eyes,

In the other a cricket chirps all night,

This is the end,

Which art, that proves my glory has brought me.

I would die for Poetry.”