North Beach Poetry Crawl

Jul.29.2007 7:46pm  
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Took the train in to San Francisco today, got off after a good read and ride, swung my bag over my shoulder and took off down Montgomery.
Directions took me far but not quite to my destination, upon discovering I had no idea where I was or where I was going, I wandered & climbed up flights and flights of cement steps higher and higher through lush colorful gardens and the patios of residences. Once at the top, I realized I was headed the correct direction and soon found myself at Cafe Trieste. I wanted to take a seat but couldn’t find a chair, with all the ancient bohemians in sweaters and strange hats gesturing and discussing over long-drank espressos and coffees, plates of food scraped clean. I circled the block only to find my way to Columbus street and City Lights book store, and read a page or two of Howl in the poetry reading room after climbing a flight of wooden stairs with pictures of the Beat generation authors on the wall of the hallway, all of them photographed standing in front of City Lights.
I wandered down Jack Kerouac alley after contemplating having a drink or two at Vesuvio where Kerouac himself used to hang out, and writing a few pages in my sketchbook journal.
Pretty lovely day.

~ by dollesque on October 6, 2008.