Beloved poet and bookseller Lawrence Ferlinghetti has died at 101 years of age. Not a bad run. I made a pilgrimage to City Lights in the 90s sometime, though I didn’t see him. Like many poets of my years, I had a brief interest in the Beats after The Dead Poets Society movie, but I really went to see City Lights as part of my lifelong love of walking around penniless in famous bookstores. Encomium can be found at:
Or you could just listen to him reading a poem about his dong.