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Lawrence Ferlinghetti ☆ 3 review

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Little Boy

From the famed publisher and poet author of the million copy selling collection A Coney Island of the Mind his literary last will and testament part autobiography part summing up part Beat inflected torrent of language and feeling and all magicalIn this unapologetically unclassifiable work Lawrence Ferlinghetti lets loose an exhilarating rush of language to craft what might be termed a closing statement ab A 6 hour li Outside the Paint rush of language to craft what might be termed a closing statement ab A 6 hour li

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Out his highly significant and productive 99 years on this planet The Little Boy of the title is Ferlinghetti himself as a child shuffled from his overburdened mother to his French aunt to foster childhood with a rich Bronxville family Service in World War Two including the D Day landing graduate work and a scholar gypsy's vagabond life in Paris followed These biographical reminiscences are interweaved wit A centenari

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  1. says:

    More than 60 years ago Lawrence Ferlinghetti wrote I am anxiously waitingfor the secret of eternal life to be discoveredBy most counts he seems to have discovered itFerlinghetti — the poet the scholar the champion of Allen Ginsberg’s “Howl” the co founder of City Lights Booksellers Publishers the tireless critic of political ills — turns 100 on March 24He has not mellowed At allIn 2017 Ferlinghetti told The Washington Post “I never wanted to write an autobiography because I don’t like looking back” Evidently he overcame that reluctance but of course the autobiography he’s releasing this month is entirely on his own terms “Little Boy” isn’t really a memoir The publisher calls it “a novel” but it really isn’t that either As his literary ancestor Walt Whitman would say it’s a “barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world”A few months ago Ferlinghetti claimed “The little boy is an imaginary me” but the broad outlines of his real life appear here particularly in the early pages which are the only ones that tell something like a coherent story We learn of his tumultuous childhood His father died before he was born; an aunt whisked him to France and then back to the United States; the aunt’s wealthy employer descended from the founders of Sarah Lawrence College adopted himHe may have lived like “Little Lord Fauntleroy” but “it was a very lonely life for Little Boy” Ferlinghetti writes “with the nearest neighbor out of sight and no children of any age to play with” In a mansion some 20 miles outside New York City his new guardians spoke to one another in courtly tones and dressed in Victorian garb They sent him to a private school and important they possessed a fine library which he was encouraged to useAs the pace of “Little Boy” accelerates chaotically whole years fly by in a phrase or two — from high school to college with a major in journalism and then the Navy where he participated in the Normandy landing and saw Nagasaki just a few weeks after it was destroyed Discharged he earned an MA in literature at Columbia University a PhD at the University of Paris and “emerged as a reasonably miseducated product of high culture and not all so irrelevant as rebels might imagine” And then around Page 15 the wheels bust off this narrative and we’re airborne “Grown Boy came into his own voice and let loose his word hoard pent up within him”What follows for the next 150 pages is a volcanic explosion of personal memories political rants social commentary environmental jeremiads and cultural analysis all tangled together in one breathless sentence that would make James Joyce proudDo I recommend it?Yes I said yes I will Yes To read the rest of this review go to The Washington Posthttpswwwwashingtonpostcomentert

  2. says:

    Little Boy starts as an autobiography Lawrence Ferlinghetti rapidly zips through the events of his life He was born in 1919 and is now a century old This book was written and published when he was ninety nine The background of his parents is spoken of His mother was a Sephardic Portuguese French speaking American living in Yonkers Westchester County New York His father was a Lombard Italian immigrant who died before Lawrence’s birth With four siblings born before Lawrence his mother felt she could not cope with a fifth She gave him to her sister living in Paris France In the 1920s the two returned to the States when Lawrence’s aunt became the French governess to a wealthy family in Bronxville also in Westchester County When the aunt had a fling with the father of the child she was teaching she had to leave but Lawrence remained Then his Mom turned up When asked whether he wanted to remain where he was living or go live with his Mom whom he did not know at all he chose to remain A school had to be chosen and Bronxville Public School it was to be The school too distant for a daily commute he was lodged in the house of widow Zilla Wilson and her fifteen year old son They lived near the school down by the railroad tracks in Bronxville This was certainly not the same standard he had become accustomed to in the fashionable mansion with gardener chauffeur and numerous maids and servants Still a young boy he had been moved from country to country and from residence to residence Had he ever really had a home? It is only natural to ask if the boy had ever felt loved I have drawn for you the start of Lawrence’s life We are told of his higher education his service in the US Navy during the Second World War his support of Scandinavian styled democratic socialism his role in the Beat movement his work as poet painter and co founder of the City Lights Booksellers and Publishers in San Francisco Although there is not a lot of detail that which is told is certainly interesting The book makes you hungry for A rundown of Ferlinghetti’s life is zipped through in a flash then he begins philosophizing and spouting his views on everything imaginable— sex love the Churchliterature environmentalism consumerism and This is where the listening reading becomes difficult He goes in circles He repeats himself What begins as thoughtful humorous clever and well expressed lines written with poetic resonance evolves into a repetitive rambling rant There is no structure organizing the topics covered There are no chaptersAfter philosophizing far too long Ferlinghetti returns to speaking of his personal life This was a relief I began liking the book againFerlinghetti is a poet This influences how he writes and thus the speed with which it can be read He plays with words in a clever way When philosophizing he lets his thoughts loose Here the writing might be classified as stream of consciousness It is here the writing becomes difficult to read in long stretchesPeter Coyote narrates He does a good job It is a pretty easy book to narrate There are no dialogs Ferlinghetti is from start to finish voicing his own thoughts expressing his opinions or telling us of events in his life Coyote reads at a good speed The narration performance I have given three starsI am giving the book itself three stars too The information about his life is interesting and told with a flair I do not disagree with his views but what starts off coherent and well expressed gets out of control begins to go in circles and becomes a repetitive rant I am still glad to have read the bookA Coney Island of the Mind 4 starsLittle Boy 3 stars

  3. says:

    A 6 hour linguistic drumroll; an autobiographical novel in spoken word; a 99 year old author reminiscing his life in incantatory prose full of literary references including Finnegans Wake for the nuisance of 50% of all prospective readers who will declare it pretentious perhaps justifiably; ranting on modern technology and overpopulation; “plotless as life”; a bit old fashioned views on sexuality and gender knocking off the fifth star as those parts made me a bit uncomfortable; deceptively simple third person narration in the beginning that turns into an avalanche of consciousness; for all lovers of language

  4. says:

    The opening twenty or so pages of this book are spectacular a fluid poetic exploration of Ferlinghetti's childhood passed between strangers and strange relatives lonely but lively I loved the flow of the writing and the use of language But then the book becomes Lawrence's Philosophy of Life a wandering rambling treatise that pays too much tribute to other writers without really feeling like it has an identity of its own Joyce Eliot Proust Pound Beckett Kerouac Ginsberg the allusions come fast and hard to the point that Little Boy starts to feel like a literary Ready Player One And don't even get me started on all the time Ferlinghetti wastes ranting about technology I mean I get it the man will be a hundred years old next week I was born in 1984 and 2019 is fucking wild; imagine being born a century ago and having to get up every morning and face today's world But the main issue with modern life isn't cell phones Every time Ferlinghetti throws in a line about wicked wikipedias or whatever I laughed and it totally broke whatever spell he had managed to cast Hey bud the book is called Little Boy not Old Man Yells at Cloud

  5. says:

    A centenarian's turbocharged trippin' through the past 100 years A prose poem for and from the ages; autobiography freestyle A hot potato one last time in an old artiste's pocket Rock itWhat a life I loved the trip through the Great Depression WWII living as an artist in Paris in the late 1940s then forward up to a heyday in publishing the biggest of the Beat poets to now then back again The man it should be noted worships the vulva And women; in particular one woman And life If this doth offend thee fleeuite fun if you don't mind whitewaters of consciousness from a fascinating and witty 100 year old Me whenever I get the chance I take the pleasure of listening to an octagenarian and older as heshe waxes on It is always a story worth savoring This was no different

  6. says:

    Rarely in one's life does one encounter a book that speaks so clearly to one's very being that the book becomes a vade mecum like the 1939 OXFORD BOOK OF ENGLISH VERSE for me or the Bible for others or perhaps Yevtushenko's poetry or Dostoyevsky's novelsLITTLE BOY is not one of those books This mess is not a stream of consciousness but rather a stream resulting from bladder control issues Mr Ferlinghetti might have something to say to the world but he hasn't done so here The attempt at techniue is so self conscious so precious that a 16 year old would be ashamed of this and would resolve to do better in futureI gave it up around page 120 and regret the loss of time wasted in this extended formless gormless temper tantrum

  7. says:

    A Coney Island stream of consciousness meandering of memory and commentary from the poet and co founder of City Lights

  8. says:

    What a delightful — sentence Lawrence Ferlinghetti has given us a very interesting steam of consciousness traveling from the Greeks to Google and Gandhi to Obama He traces his very full life from his meager and lonely beginnings his personal transformation from “youthful anarchism” to “humanitarian socialism” and through his incredibly full life to his 100th birthday celebration in his San Francisco From his book “I’m going to reveal to you any unvarnished unadorned naked truth If you think you’re going to learn from me any secrets of the universe or of the human heart well then you’re a bigger idiot than I supposed so you might as well stop reading this drivel”I am glad I am a romantic and not a realist that would be boring”the long loud tale of man in his endless sound and fury signifying everything with his endless hallucinations adorations annihilations illuminations erections and exhibitions fascismo and machismo circuses of the soul astray merrygorounds of the imagination coney Island of the mindless endless poem”Well I say congratulations and Happy 100th Birthday Lawrence Ferlinghetti

  9. says:

    A Genius with WordsI purchased this book on Audible Peter Coyote read this beautifully Listening to Peter Coyote read Ferlinghetti is sheer pleasure Ferlinghetti is sharp and witty and insightful Fortunately I am old enough to have lived through much of what he describes and have read nearly all the books he mentiones But Ferlinghetti doesn't just live in the past No He lives in the present and the future as well all at once He tackles mortality and the wonders of the Cosmos He deals with the diminishing humanity caused by technology He writes about how we are destroying the earth's environment by selfishness and over population Most of all Ferlinghetti dwells in the magic of his poetry This book is uite frankly a masterpiece

  10. says:

    I was in the manger with an ass I have seen the Laughing Woman in Luna Park outside the Fun House in a great rainstorm still laughing I have heard the sound of revelry by night I have wandered lonely as a crowd I have engaged in silent exile and cunning I flew too near the sun and my wax wings fell off Grew up in the period and was certainly influenced by Ferlinghetti Corso Kerouac and that whole generation I just had to take this trip and drift along with Ferlinghetti as he covered a century of thoughts and feelings expressed in one long meandering prose piece I enjoyed the trip and the memories It had its moments but just too few to make it memorable

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