Nov 05, 2006 06:29
Allen Ginsberg
For Naomi Ginsberg, 1894-1956
'Yesterday I saw God. What did he look like? Well, in the afternoon
I climbed up a ladder--he has a cheap cabin in the country, like Monroe,
N.Y. the chicken farms in the wood. He was a lonely old man with a white beard.
'I cooked supper for him. I made him a nice supper--lentil soup,
vegetables, bread & butter--miltz--he sat down at the table and ate, he was
sad.
'I told him, Look at all those fightings and killings down there,
What's the matter? Why don't you put a stop to it?
'I try, he said--That's all he could do, he looked tired. He's a bachelor
so long, and he likes lentil soup.'