Gregory Corso, "My Visit to Concord"
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greatpoetryIn Emerson's house I saw
his wrinkled hat, and bendy cane
hung neatly and spider-webbed
to a hook.
I looked into Old Manse and saw
Hawthorne's enormous shoe.
Walden Pond was very quiet.
I fell asleep.
Suddenly a sound of frying pancakes.
I awoke
trembling about Thoreau.
--Gregory Corso
his wrinkled hat, and bendy cane
hung neatly and spider-webbed
to a hook.
I looked into Old Manse and saw
Hawthorne's enormous shoe.
Walden Pond was very quiet.
I fell asleep.
Suddenly a sound of frying pancakes.
I awoke
trembling about Thoreau.
--Gregory Corso
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