Day 49 - I Am Waiting

My week spent remembering the poets that I am grateful for would not be complete without acknowledging Lawrence Ferlinghetti. He one of the first of the famous Beat Poets of the 1950 - 1960s and hailed from San Francisco. He ran the City Lights bookstore, which I had a chance to visit when I was in high school. I got to see Mr. Ferlinghetti there wearing his famous beret. I was not old enough to understand the politics behind his message, but I was open minded enough to recognize a talent for expressing words in an impactful way that had resonated with the hearts and minds of an entire generation of people. He probably considered him self an anarchist, but I think he realistically understood that this would be impossible as long as humans were bent on their own self destruction. There are many poems of his that caught my attention, I thought I would call attention to one of the first poems that I read of his.